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Monday, December 5, 2011

#339 Dr. Frankenstein Jr.


Your brain floats
Quietly in a jar
I put it there
Because it's only your body
That I'm interested in fucking
Which I do with abandon
Your brainless vacuous eyes
Staring back at me
As I pound your flesh

I lust for your cunt
I lick your asshole
With no shame
With no brain
There is no pain
Whether physical
Or mental

When I am spent
I jack into your jar
And we discuss the finer things
String theory and the speed of light
Poetry and classic literature
Help us pass the night

But when I get a raging hard on
I wheel out your body
And it's like the sickest porno
You've ever seen
Until I tire of your soft skin
Once again

I'm a new aged Dr Frankenstein
I  use my science to my own ends
Cutting here, transplanting there
But with you it's different
I love your brain
I lust for your body
And I need to do each separately
Forgive me for swapping your brain
For that of a dumb blonde porn star
After all, I did keep yours in a jar

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