you can have me
only if i have you to do what i want with
just if i can kill you if i want to kill you
just if i can harm you if you misbehave yourself
if you fail me
i’ll cut off your legs and post them through the mail
meandering around your house to see you seating
waiting for the postman with a package with your feet
if you miss to
ring me on my birthday as the clock strikes midnight
i will shove a telephone down in your windpipe
so you’ll never need to ever breathe or speak again
if you care for
any other tan of any other man or
if you even dare to look at eyes beside mine
i will pierce your eyeballs with a fierceful needle
shining through the middle of your optic nerve
you’ll blind just to the point when you can still continue
seeing that i’m pretty and i’m pretty maddened
saddened but enraged and with a knife inside my cage
inside my hatred
if they ever
let me get away out of this jailhouse never
will i come here search for you so don’t be clever
and don’t try to change your ways cos i’ll endeavour to
i will endeavour to
and i will kill you
you can have me so.
RC
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