ART
2008
W E - V U L G A R - C R E A T U R E S

The crestfallen-slut is my Christ. The insolent-whore is my darling. And the unprincipled-parasite is my praised and preyed upon demi-monde Antichrist.
For:
The virtuous should be beaten and eradicated with the claw hammer. The insecure deserve to be disarticulated and sodomized upon the pitiless concrete. The berating-virgin and argumentative-prude shall be cast down iron stairs and then be strung up against the burning crucifix. There the feverish scores of red-handed-rapists will take their spoils upon those most unspectacular fucking cunts!
For:
Flesh is for the teeth. Lips are for the fist. All these coy little nymphs are for the gynecological-chopping-block armchair. Swollen vulva and fresh labia shall be pried so wide apart as to make Moses himself blush at his feeble efforts at a Red Sea that never bled so much as his First-time-Plague. This is for the separation of membranes and the increase of acid in the muscle tissue. This is for her reluctance to serve her base functions. This is not punishment nor perversion, this is inevitable. This is intercourse with inanimate edges that dig open what the denial-junkies so weakly clench shut. For her heart-shaped hymen is nothing that my broken fingernail cannot circumcise!
For:
The carnal free-range and the visceral battery-pigs are my sisters. Kin to those that thrive on the bi-polar power of their spiteful existence in this ruthless hell of earthly indulgences. Care not for the weak that fucking cower at the mere idea of swallowing what their daddy pisses on their face every fucking day of ever revolving damnation within their pathetic lack of a self-forged identity!
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The juggernaut of her own sexual-enlightenment is the meat-devil that I worship with wet fingers and my whip. While the dogging-bitch clings to her incestuous-values and gutless-depressions so taxing on her dulled worthlessness already shunned by her own inaction and menstrual-shame!
For:
I will get on my knees – the moment she gets on all fours and takes it up the ass like the vulgar creatures we all stink of beneath these ugly skins of sooner or later offensive-profiles and self-inflicted betrayals!
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She is not a revelation, she is the Sixth Seal!
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I want what she cannot give!
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Give me more greed, more lust, and so much more fucking hatred!
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Do nothing by halves – always go too far!
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"God helps those who help themselves." Thora Knox.

© 2008 BRUCE STIRLING JOHN KNOX