by Lewis Carter
Thursday, November 21, 2002
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i would sooner slit my throat,
than to see another day
because she had her pleasure
while another had his way.
i would love to kiss him, hard on the lips.
id bite out his tounge,
and from his blood take slow sips.
and as he crouched at my feet to screech a
id bend and chew into his throat until my teeth did meet the bone.
turning back my head with my face dripping glee,
i had but to wonder
what in hell he would see