monstrosities

'monstrosities'

come

don your spider silk trousseau, indulge me

a jig—

funeral hymn and devil's perfume—

blackened, our matrimony

miasma, our vows

ever faithful i'll be to 

rust-mouthed promises

while you cherish my slack cock 

against your thigh. 

in honey light our shadows creep

as we fuck in this church van

spawn a slit-eyed bastard 

meant to rule gravy train slugs

then leave it steaming—

glistening under dashboard's light—

saw-toothed smile crooked and pure

while we murder cherubs with our rubber gloves on.

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