r-i-p up lustrious
photos of (picture)
p e r f e c t
beauties & create a
collage of the
catastrophe--

a goddess of your own

yes, there's a strain,
a hatred; but with that
comes overwhelming
liberation
(that's why it's christened
'theraputic')

there's release in destroy
-ing & lust in creating

---!sexual frustration!---

strange how you never
f a l l
for the
bewitching vixen

(like those you tear to shreds)

instead you
f a l l
for the
somber harlot

(that hides within sooty wings)

just don't let that inky haze (of hers) obscure you(r mind).