Sadia Rauf May 19, 2006
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With your mindless selfishness you wipe clean
Every speck, every drop till the surface gleams
You are a sanctimonious bastard
Without the grudge, with the sludge.
You own me when your blood is alcohol
And shun me when He is the end all, the be all
You ask where I will take you
Without telling
me where you are.
It’s the skin you wear
The sex you are, the man you aren’t.
It’s the clear sight you have of what is not yours
And the grimy needs you feel for what is mine.
You think I’ll be a bitch in heat
Wanton, impious, of everything deplete
You think I’ll shed the little I have
Layer by layer
Only to be consumed by the shreds that you may give.
You will me to be the servant and you the master
You command the time, the place, the moment.
You expect the subservience, the flesh, the mound.
Deplete, replete and done
Might be the state I am, the body I could be
Bitch in heat who will come when you want
When you ask, when you demand, when you say
Is not a thing despicable me will throw your way.
Immoral am I
Immoral I am
Debauched and decadent
Only for you.
Eat this dirt
Lick it clean
Watch me
As I leave.
Every speck, every drop till the surface gleams
You are a sanctimonious bastard
Without the grudge, with the sludge.
You own me when your blood is alcohol
And shun me when He is the end all, the be all
You ask where I will take you
Without telling
It’s the skin you wear
The sex you are, the man you aren’t.
It’s the clear sight you have of what is not yours
And the grimy needs you feel for what is mine.
You think I’ll be a bitch in heat
Wanton, impious, of everything deplete
You think I’ll shed the little I have
Layer by layer
Only to be consumed by the shreds that you may give.
You will me to be the servant and you the master
You command the time, the place, the moment.
You expect the subservience, the flesh, the mound.
Deplete, replete and done
Might be the state I am, the body I could be
Bitch in heat who will come when you want
When you ask, when you demand, when you say
Is not a thing despicable me will throw your way.
Immoral am I
Immoral I am
Debauched and decadent
Only for you.
Eat this dirt
Lick it clean
Watch me
As I leave.
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