into cold steel rail
of the abandoned building,
the old art gallery.
some ancient korean
sculpture
in the dark
watched
us. a couple walked by
on the main road
in front of us:
the bitch's heels clicking
the man in a bland suit
the bitch dreaming of big cock
the man insecure of small dick
me in this slut's cunt
her head now between
rungs of the railing
me between strokes railing
her. hard, deep, with
balls of steel. kneel, bitch
i shoot ropes onto her hair
and nose and chin.
no tissue, i make her walk
back to the car
with me all over her
don't wipe it off, i said
never, she said. we
pass the chic galleries
the bitch and man,
my slut looked
in the mirror in the car:
i'm pretty. i turn to her,
with cum on your face you are