Submissions by amarksam

I screamed when life screamed, "you can't do a thing."
...That moment
"just ignore"
"pretend"
and denile
Turn to show and tell
on trial.
.I screamed when my reflection didn't ..just showed what exploded
And why life screamed, "you can't do a thing"
The mirror reflects the ill-effects of irresponsibly and neglect
I see myself and I scream at me
Look at yourself!
So I reflect and scream.

My sick adult tree house...
My fortress of filth..
Every self-indulgent vice you want to do twice.
Without judgment or blame for where this fetish came.
Or where the lines are drawn between erotic and pain
Naughty or insane
That's right, it all can be tried..
Twice if you like.
In my palace of x rated, chemically treated, anything goes...
Whatever perverted pleasure you want to fuck, smoke, or stuff up your nose...
Come play whatever, when whatever goes and nobody knows.

My big toe sticks out my sock and reminds me of the tweaked out turtle with the rabbit's habit.
Once a hare,
Now, a mere shell he bare's.
Slowed down by speed and tricked by the devil, dressed like a ferret dangling a chemical carrot.
That the rabbit took and took and took again and again...
Till the bunny started to look kinda funny.
What once was a happy hippidy hop...
Became a pace of slow or stop.
And the habit took over the rabbit, who now hides in a shell and pretends to be a turtle as an excuse to why he can't hop this hurdle.
Silly rabbit, out...