7. "All That I Got is You"
*READ it well..it's two parts of a story, wrapped up in one, one told as a stream of conscienceness, the other a narrative*
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After the third kick it was simple to stay down.../
We met and held hands as we sat in the playground/
Ever since I stepped foot in this palace of rust.../
I complimented him, with hugs, established a trust/
It's been hell, each day surpassed by the next.../
He gasped when I said Spongebob is the best/
Cuz they learned of the crime I committed and knew.../
I asked "Do you mind it if I'm visiting you?"
I'm a predator too weak to pick on his own.../
"I'm pretending to be a king who sits on his throne.."
Despised despite expressed self-revulsion.../
And I need a prince" then after his expulsion
At least I could have followed biological laws.../
He came to see ME! He had no logical cause
My myopical flaws, at the time went unconsidered.../
Just wanted to pause for a minute, he tittered
Cuz my lust blustered up in a bubble, explosive.../
I squeezed his hand, hoping he'd catch emotions
Now my outbursts get paid in full by the inmates.../
A rise in his pants with my hands in his lap, his skin tastes/
How could he BLAME me, stranded to ROT here../
Like dirt and grass, I whispered "Do not fear.."
It took two to do what he says I forced on him../
Exposed him to the sun and my love scorched, droppin
At least now I'm reading in between the beatings../
To my knees and leaving teeth marks drenched in semen/
In between the bleeding, I still fantasize/
Everything was fine until I hastily grabbed his thighs
Cuz his skin was pure flame as I pressed my flesh to it../
Then he changed his mind when he felt the wet fluid
But those thoughts are what got me trouble to start with../
Crawl down his leg, he bled..ran to my apartment/
My cellmate hated how I'd jerk it at night.../
I gave chase, and we started to curse and to fight/
Screaming out his name, until the fists flew forth.../
I ask "What's wrong??" "My dick hurts like I pissed 2 quarts"/
But it made my skin tingle, as the pain numbed slow../
"You'll get used to it" but that jus got my thumb broke/
I realized that I really liked the knuckles and bruises/
As he ran out, pants off, I wasn't gonna lose him!
I climaxed as the impact of kicks rammed in.../
I fired three shots, each hot lick landed
Now my soap never stays in one place for "some reason"../
I cried and screamed, I didn't mean to leave his chest steamin
Hehe, I've come to love receiving the gift I used to give/
And without him, I simply refuse to live/
Especially when it's given with a fist, a curse, and spit/
But before I had a chance to put two bullets in my wig/
Shit, what I did isn't exactly a sin though../
Two cops caught a glimpse of me thru their car window
Then burn Socrates for educating the masses/..
They'll never understand a man's love for boys, those fascists..
IMOUT