crane fly
silly girl in a poufy skirt
smiles and titters before she’s hurt -
impaled and crushed against the wall,
her legs dangling as if for all
to taste of her slim innocence,
and sample her gangly beauty.
you lick the tremble on her lips
and pinch her small but perfect tits.
you search into her addled eyes
for some trace of a paradise
while grinding her green youthfulness
against the stone of your hunger.
her fragile, gauzy wings break off
as you smash her like a bug and
smear the blood of her dignity
underneath your dingy longing.
- sandyb
(via d-d-d)