then death hit the brakes

and death was driving
while in the back
i was fucking tranquility
double-crossed style

dried cum on the leather seats
blood dripping down
the window panes
moonlight spotlighting
my engorged cock
as it was
flailing everywhere
like a wounded parakeet

screams from her mouth
muffled with my palm

“shut the fuck up”
was all i could say
as i squeezed her neck
crushing her esophagus
loving her completely

then death hit the brakes
and we dumped her body
down by the lake

then death hit the brakes

Jason Franklin

Springboro, United States

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A rather ugly poem.

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