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Tetanus

I want to paint
(you)
while I fuck
him.

I want to shove a
rusted
screwdriver
into your side as
I drive down on

him,
 
and become
entranced by the
crimson line
coruscating
along
that beautiful
curve of your body.

so that it's
tetanus
clenching your body
and locking
your
mind

instead of you,

(you)

clenching my body

and
rotting
my
soul.
 
I want to paint you.

I want to leave outlines
of you on the sheets.

Written by Betty
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