Weapons of Destruction

These hands know patience
And kindness
How to soothe and relax
How to grasp a bull by his horn
How to work out kinks
Operate your kinks
Embrace your madness  
Bring you to the brink of madness
Over and over (and over)
Edging is no match for  
What these hands have in store
For you
They’re attached
To a woman who’s greed
Will tear you apart
Just to enjoy repairing you
Nirvana will be a distant memory
Compared to where
These hands will take you
Close your eyes
Leave them open
Do whatever will keep you sane
If that’s how you want to remain
These hands will do anything
Be anything
You need