She said......

 
 
"r@pe me....  
R@PE ME !!!!!"  
 
she wasnt singin` Cobain  
she don't even know  
that infamous refrain  
 
one of the 2 words  
I loathe to utter  
the other  
I cVnt relate  
 
anyways..........  
 
"r@pe me....  
R@PE ME !!!!!"  
 
an aphrodisiac  
it ain't  
not at this particular  
stage of the game  
 
let me explain  
 
it was no roleplay  
pre-ordained  
more like a shock-jock`s  
A.M. ambush  
you involuntarily laugh......  
then your ashamed  
 
"r@pe me....  
R@PE ME !!!!!"  
 
after listening to  
her earlier horrors  
for decades  
dealing with  
physical reality fall-out  
with the patience  
of a Saint  
 
did I mention  
DECADES ?  
 
regulated  
to a corner  
of the infinite  
without even one complaint  
or the seed  
of a notion  
to otherwise sate  
 
just a time-dying  
w a i t  
 
suddenly  
after existential shock therapy  
delivered by fate  
she was stung  
by vulnerability  
cause she sensed  
the rock  
the stalwart  
was about to cave  
 
she was right  
but realized  
a nano-second too late  
after all those fucking years  
of course I forgave  
but had been touched  
by the Masterpiece  
of the Universe  
and had already  
mentally  
opened The Gate  
 
"r@pe me....  
R@PE ME !!!!!"  
 
her Twilight Zone
twist-ending  
plays relentlessly  
in her brain  
 
"r@pe me....  
R@PE ME !!!!!"  
 
from cradle  
to grave