QUEER BASHER.

QUEER BASHER.
sneak

Dropped like an eighties comeback.
Down to earth with a subtle crash.
Never to be forgiven.
Carpet burns and shaving-rash.
Hangin' on to hang-ups.
Forgive my naked swollen state.
Impressively degenerate.
I'm everything you love to hate.
Openly corrupted.
I grind on skin that eats me raw.
Bonded masculinity.
Heightened senses scream for more.
A pornographic presence.
A scratch and sniff related high.
Shredded by a base line.
Strobe effects replace the sky.
Perversion for the camera.
Another porno star is born.
Blatantly abusive,
opened, wide, damp and warm.
A victim of such pleasure,
I lose another fist-fuck fight.
I'll gladly lose forever -
to relinquish such erotic nights.
And all the cuts and bruises,
broken bones and S.T.D's -
only strengthen my addiction,
to amplify such ecstasies.
Queer basher, I forgive you.
Your ignorance I understand.
Your Neanderthal meanderings -
are etched in lines upon my hand.
A lower state of being.
A higher state of casualty.
A D.N.A. equivalent -
of moronic mass delinquency.

sneak tech.