I pray in hate

Oh, how much I wish they go licking your nether regions.
And show you their gaping holes.
But you’re still alone.
Unseen and abandoned.
Wrapped in their skin,
Your heart unaccompanied.

Well fucked,
Nipple pampered.
But spoken about nothing;
Orphaned of loyalty.

While I alone,
enjoy a slice of cake,
Desserts better than sex.
And laugh my time away with a good friend.

Note

I don’t really hate anyone but for a moment, some people arise in me certain unhealthy wishes. Like the wish to own a telescopic rifle and shoot them. Fortunately for me, the urge is quieted by writing. Such is the result. I hope it is good enough to make you smirk and understand how sometimes we all share a bad day for one or other reasons. So if you’re a sexual person but haven’t crossed me with unrequited attention; believe me, I wish you what you need, the way you need it, at the time it is required. Pasto Kalo.