[[This Hole is a Grave]] Your hands on my body remind me of death. My lip between your teeth means this is the end. No room for affection on the edge of time. No confessions and no goodbyes. I have no inhibitions, I have nothing to lose. I don't care if you like me or if I like you. No time for nostalgia cuz I don't remember. No morning after pill when there's no morning after. Give it to me frantic cuz I've got no future. How long will you be dead? I'll be dead forever. How soon will you be dead? It's just a matter of hours. "Laughter is bitter to the burnt mouth."

[[Conditions for Avarice]] Will you be engrossed with me? I'm doing this for my job. It's not a choice, it's an opportunity. There's grease under my skin. You can fuck me if your politics are right. You can fuck me til your politics run down my leg. I'll scrape it off. Encapsulate it. Feed it to my employer's wife. After hours, illicit, as homeopathy. I'm not what I look like (dyspeptic ruined wrecked facade chipped just enough to let you come close). Will you be engrossed with me? I'll stare with one good eye at you. I feel wrong asking this but -- is living worse than working for you? Conditions for avarice. Ill-fit ideations. Low ceilings. Wet cement. Wrong cunt. Sore outcomes. You can fuck me if your politics are right. You can fuck me til your politics run down my leg.

[[Bloodstained Duvet]] It's what you want. Attract, disgust. When you fill me, I feel empty. Bloodstained duvet. Hopeless, nasty. Exigency. Bizarre regime. Bloodstained duvet in all my dreams. It's what you want. Gilded, bankrupt. Urgent, ugly. Desperate, unclean. Bloodstained duvet. Devastate me. Give it. Take me. Flawless victory. Bloodstained duvet. Smite that pussy. It's what you want. You cringe, you clutch.

[[Exotic Piece of Androgynous Ass]] Pick me up. Blow me off. Fuck me til the novelty is gone. I'm convenient. I'm discreet. The chillest piece you'll ever meet. You don't want to get attached. "Girl" that you can't bring home to Dad. I'm disposable. I'm easy pour. Won't make this weird when you get bored. Good for a fuck and not good for much else. It's hard to say I love you with your fingers in my mouth. I'm head over heels. I'm a series of holes. And I'll tell you all about it if you ever wanna know. Easy go and easy cum. It's all velvet as long as you had fun.

[[Race 2 Cumm]] I can't take this pressure, pressure. Indiana Jones swoops in and steals the treasure. My pleasure as an idol, as an obstacle, monster in the boss level. I am not Seabiscuit. This isn't the Grand Prix, Sweetheart. No checkered flags allowed between my thighs. The Tour de France doesn't start til July. My magic bean don't want none unless you got some patience, son. Every time you ask me if I came, five minutes are added to the time it will take. You can get what you want when I get what I want. But your password is junk. Now you're locked out. Punching a key harder does not break a code. Looks like I should have stayed at home. Buh-buh bad to the bone. Guys like you are why I cum alone.

[[Size Queen]] Harder -- never enough to sate this angst. Deeper -- never enough to touch this pain. Massive -- never enough to fill this hole. Quicksand -- forever gulping, never full. Take it -- but I'm never satisfied. Addict -- slave to impulse like a child. Gaping -- I could slip out of this breach. Gasping -- prisoner of bestial need. Swindle -- your love is so impermanent. Interest -- it is a loan and not a gift. Crisis -- you cannot give me what I crave. Consumed -- how small a thought it takes. I am not enough. You are not enough. My body's not a gift. My body is a debt.