wicked tongues laced with cream
recite the sultry words that make me steam
the fog caresses my camera and canvases
with flesh-soaked visions of my dreams
honey-dipped, dripping sweet goo
mixed with sweat and sin, and desire enough for a few
an artist of lust… a greedy glutton of the vain
i take pride in my envy… sloth my only disdain.
debauchery with diligence…
a virtue indeed
i find my purity in the satisfaction
of my every sinful need.

-Shockey