wilderness

chest burning
head squeezing
teeth pressured
born to suffer
made to undress
in the wilderness

wolves are howling on the hills
hounds are barking in the next block
doors throwed
announcing deep regret
cunts are dancing by the table
all served and made to feed
my cock

disturbing mockery of words
each soft hand steals a scale
hiding under blooded sheets
gracefully teasing the clown
now laid on the ground
laughing behind the shrouds
...
courage wants to laugh