The Whip and the Body - Lord Mantis

Trapped inside the need

Inside let’s encourage this

Not so, not to speak of

I was born to you

You were born to me

I deserve my desire

That face, the face of deception

So unhinged like raw power

My good girl

My baby (swine)

Nothing ever

Nothing always

Always nothing

Forever always

So this leak

Is mutual — an obsession

All terror denial

Only this my idea

Of transference only sucking and fucking

Your end is the result of now