Empire Of The Senseless

She looks at me, expecting. I answer, staring off into space, “I’m not hungry. I need you. I’m continually thirsty. There is no way to quench this shit that lives inside of me. I know who I am. I have retraced my steps and came face to face with that, which made me. It’s not a pretty thing. I’m a handsome boy, but that’s hiding a great deal of what slithers under the surface. My woman was made from clay by the devil herself, in agonizing boredom, defeated by a self induced decaying state of waiting for the next defecation. I hid in the man you knew. It was more beautiful this way. I knew from the beginning, you walk away from ugly things. I walked all night. All the boys look down. Look at me! One girl tries to turn me to stone with a single wish. I look away. She will never know my gaze again. Did you send your little man to do you dirty work for you? He reached. He tried to look. He shriveled into himself in the bitter cold and changed his mind. He wasn’t expecting to see a whip strapped to my hip and C siz