Gut Master Poems

I walk around her.
She has presumed.
The court.
A poor mother.
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Do you wish to be chained
high off the floor,
so low to flow and moan?
Blood rivers wide to grow?
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Woman, you cry, ..why..?
No one has even chained you yet,
to the wall.
Look at all of the tears dried there,
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You have been seen there hanging,
on the wheels that slide you,
up and down,
at will,
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Why tease you?
You know why you, are here.
Bring me your chains, now!
Shut up, do it!
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You hang, loving all of your misery, hurt crying
nailed on a bed, and comfort is two rocks,
you bash against, chained in all your shame.
Eyes drip blood, it's as real as laughter,
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You start to smile under the moon.
You smile is free, under the moon.
You with two hands, back and forth.
Your mind you can never make up.
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Through all the struggling with my sister
i started to kiss her open lips
and knead my sisters breast through the bra
and her blouse, and her panties open FULL became.
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