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Sugar Coated
from Roaches zine 2021
I am unsheathed to the succubus supine in coursing feeling; I want to get drunk off your hips, high off your lips fucked by your tongue, turn me over and run your fingers down my spine, devour all that is mine divine; grins of men, strands of muscle pulling again Peaches, oysters & pearls;
and you, my girl, my girl my most elegant toy, the parity of your charity is your touch, your tease, your cunning ploys; I could raise you up to kill you, birth you to distill you there’s a hundred just to hold you, a thousand to scold you and it’s been so long since I unwound you, time lost conniving - have I spellbound you?
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the wire wings float renovated puppet strings you make me want to taste the lie of destiny so often sold as a promise, don’t be honest I’m seeking something sugar coated, and I can gloat
if you’re ready to fit the bill, my little pill a costly prescription, unadulterated addiction let me thrill you, let me touch you, let me touch you, let me fuck you that last word isn’t kind, but I’m sure you’ll find there’s no honor in a cry built of empty nights what price is anything for a marvel, mademoiselle outstretched and desperate for delight
fiona mcmurrey
NEVER LET HER KNOW
god I hope she gets here soon: god I wish I were me, god I wish I were you, god I wish she was here,
waiting with drinks melting into the table, all else feeling empty,
and I want to eat you alive vanilla girl delirious, delicious, supply my desire is new and I love you
would you let me could I love them with you
the longing in my waiting calls for another round, my darling arrives,
I am struck out of orange sunset clouds, supreme delight oh I’m dead
and your lips on my cheek remind me I am only human.