Berserk
I love the looks on faces when I vomit in public…
And letting them know I actually loved it.
By kneeling down quick and lapping some up…
Then asking out loud for the nearest cup.
I love when they turn and gag themselves…
Then shout back at me, “You oughta seek help!”
It’s music to my ears when I hear shrieks of fear…
It’s a soliloquy for my soul when repulsions near.
So I love the scent of disgust and reviling…
That travels my nostrils, upward spiraling.
This seems to have started after taking a blow…
During that robbery, to my temple.
I never saw the pipe that changed my life…
Just know after that, nothing seemed right.
Everyone morphs into what they’re not…
Even the corpse I dug up just to watch rot.
So I sit in the cemetery, attempting necro…
But I’m rudely interrupted whilst in sex throes.
So ten fold I rage with boner uncaged…
Chasing the caretaker who dropped his 12 gauge.
Cuz he saw me at my best, completely undressed…
Kissing that cold breast, looking so statuesque.
And he’s fat like he’s twins but since I’m disciplined…
He waddles, I run, the distance between us thins.
Until the moment of truth, the time of the tackle…
When I bring fatboy down with a maniacal cackle.
Of laughter, for I enjoy the terror in his eyes…
And the tremble of his face fat as he starts to cry.
The shrillness of his scream as I tug hard at his cheek…
With fishhook fingers I bleed the face of this geek.
So sweet’s the sensation of naked, bloody elation…
That with still stained hands, I begin masturbation.
Using blood as lubrication, I howl as I cum…
Staring up at the moon then down at what I’ve done.
Savoring the sickness mental damage allows me…
But fuck it, I’m still hard, might as well plow beef.
Rape a wounded fat man, pretend he’s Ned Beatty…
Make him squeal like a pig to ensure he’ll hate me.
Cuz I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again…
I love being hated and having no friends.
I love to languish where maggots take shits…
And I love hating faggits while acting like this.
I yearn for the day when laws go away…
So I won’t have to hide after I go out and play.
The End
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