What snack would you eat right now?
An Hors Devours Intro
Presenting this poetic 7-course meal
manifestation of Me, found N the menu
made of my Poetry I had hidden N Me so
hurry, go grab a seat, put up your feet
enjoy the time at this all You can eat
buffet of Weird∿Words written by Me &
hadn't heard nor had a chance to say
115 – Midnight Snack
Reality's change~chair B your seat
Clocks counting Time, down to meet
Erased space, measuring ghost feet
Sin uses more than mouths to greet
Inviting night, warming up my meat
So tight, you're my favorite treat
Late~Night Dates
Oh~so often #8 makes a mistake
thinking Death be Mortal~Fate;
Death does meet my days' Light
yet §he never stays A11 Night;
Though when I awaken I Am Late
15 – Midnight Affairs
Hours pass, Time grows old
As sunrays retreat 2 space
Shadows shroud then unfold
Revealing, Twilight's face
The warmth öF ñü∿daylight
By Dawn's gift B forsaken
Ñ between Dusk & midnight
Becoming ñü∿Time 2 awaken
Pulling back Her covers
öF Nocturnal's ñü∿duvet
Embracing secret lovers
We have hidden from day
Best Thing Since Sliced Bread
(Basic Babes)
§he hates calling Her basic
Though §he checks Λ11 them boxes
So sometimes I'll tease Her
'cause §he's Cute when flustered
Although §he gets mad at Me
For poking fun yet B unaware how
Plain flavors B perfect for
Me; means §he B like my favorite
Food: sliced bread - simply
And so not B my favorite because
öF it tasting exotic, but B
My one & only food I can imagine
Eating everyday, N Eternity
[I Ought | Love Wants] 2
(ΛrtØfficial∿§weetener)
It might B hard to tell
How I may feel, about You
For I try to treat Everyone
With the same Respect because
I Believe my Feelings about You
Should not change how I treat You
So my Kindness stops being treats
Losing flavor which made Me §weet
But N Δctuality, this B Ạ Fallacy
For although I might Λct the same
What I Am feeling certainly not B
& so although Will hold The Doors
4 Everyone - Иø∿Matter our score
Since that is what I ought 2 do
ÖИΣ Difference B whenever I Am
Doing it for Ü - it's because
Love really ♡Really♡ wants 2
My Cannibalistic Mistress
Recently ∿ there has been this Cannibal
Trailing Me like a fresh piece of meat
For her to eat, starting with my feet
So that I can see Me, becoming feces
As I squirm, twist & turn, like Her
Intestines, intended to become mine
New home, only for a moment, because
Soon she will be evicting you N #2 or
Rocketed out the other way, projectile
Vomited, still want to kiss? Doubted it
Now, with her mouth so foul, though miss
Her enough to become Undone so might as
Well have some fun, before she is done
With the rum, so you run your fingers
Through her hair as she stares while
She tears you limb from limb, blood
Blown by the wind splattering like
Pollock painting how fainting feels
It is unforgettable as riding a bike
Yet words won't suffice, which is why
He captures Chaos as his paint flies
While I try to remember how'd I get
Dismembered? Oh, yeah! She, having
Her way with Me as I only be here
To please, infatuation infecting
Me like a flu virus on a city bus
While she thrusts, Her knife N2 Me
Penetrating deep, then asking Me if
I like receiving, an öDD comment She
Straps on, but distracted by Her butt
When I noticing a thong peeking out at
Me, making Memory fail when I see whale
Tails, 'cause I'm male, everyone knows
The tale old a as time, dames so fine
Total dimes, all N a line, like good
Design from a perverted mind trying
To have a good time, while I rhyme
Away night and day 'til -finally-
Fading N2 You on my way to black
Like painted doors when leaving
Love, to go above after She is
Finished feasting, only bones
Remain but at least I'm home
Having finally found how to
Let go of the Pain & reach
The otherside of the line
Between Man & the Divine
♡Sugar☆World☮ 