May 7, 2017

Mobys War

Ms. Ratchets patronizing, flicking that sticky finger at me

“Wake up Mr. Lucidity” ……………………………

Reality was not clarity but how long could I play the game in disguise


Us, the writers, the artists those crazies alike embrace the malevolence

To experiment and commit to the empathy from the horrors of apathy

We hold hands with the bitches of bloody sin and bury ourselves in puke

We’ll eat fresh blood from humans and make love

Taking metal and rape and hunger to expose


Our love is barbaric to them, but a love affair to the insane

We’ll drink in the monsters and sing with junk

Banter can be found between walls, stained sheets, sticky cunts

Nicotine screams dripping from walls

As the lady drips amongst us from lonely rancid rooms


We, the ones who suffer to the wills of man, howl blood amongst the bearer of red ties

We. the ones who crucify ourselves on loomed couches and to the breasts and sweat of one night stands.


We, beg not for death. Instead waiting listless for life to cease.

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About PJ Secluded

Introspective writer working on first manuscript. Writer of original series, poems, musings of sorts and the occasional manic prose. My main blog is an original series seen through the eyes of the lesbian protagonist Burgess. With her brood of studs, they conquer fear and tragedy, embracing love and the experiences between close friends. I have been writing for just a little while now and found a true passion for it. I want to help others through my writing discussing sensitive issues that affect the LGBTQ community in a unique fashion




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