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My Dear Psycho
My Dear Psycho,
Strip me bear and lead me to the bath tub
naked and lay me
within.
Slit my wrists, slit my throat and have
my deliciousness drain from me
and let it feed the sewers below.
Watch the light slowly leave my eyes,
as you hold me close in a lover’s
viscous bloody embrace.
Sing to me of your wanting,
Sing to me of your loss you hold
deep and dark as pitch that never
knew love.
My Dear Psycho,
Dip a finger or two into an open
wound that you so choose and
paint a caricature upon me of you.
Leave me smiling,
leave me bloody and blessed by your touch.
Leave me dead
In my own bathtub.
My dear Psycho.
By Philip Wardlow 2012
Strip me bear and lead me to the bath tub
naked and lay me
within.
Slit my wrists, slit my throat and have
my deliciousness drain from me
and let it feed the sewers below.
Watch the light slowly leave my eyes,
as you hold me close in a lover’s
viscous bloody embrace.
Sing to me of your wanting,
Sing to me of your loss you hold
deep and dark as pitch that never
knew love.
My Dear Psycho,
Dip a finger or two into an open
wound that you so choose and
paint a caricature upon me of you.
Leave me smiling,
leave me bloody and blessed by your touch.
Leave me dead
In my own bathtub.
My dear Psycho.
By Philip Wardlow 2012
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