Debauchery

roaring screams 'neath the starry canvas
sand in toes, tie 'round neck
against the rocks, save the wails and woes
conjunctions of love are weighed on a phallus.

a mother of two, a husband of dreams
an apprentice of knowledge, a teenage pop queen
sin so pure seeks no innocence
lust so strong, shame sheds tears.

a need arouses, tied to rails
with wax and oil and whips they lash
and fuck relentless till sore and pale
back home, nothing's changed.

when she begs like whore, on her knees and more
every orifice she offers to them
lust be too weak a word for her misery
this fire burns in sheer debauchery.