disquietingmuses

"Metal Fetus" Copyright 2000 Mike Hovancsek

Stripper
 

Keep your eyes on mine
as I stumble forward
with cottonballs
and alcohol
removing all trace
of blush on my face.
I am your only view.
Fuck you.

Keep your arms at your chest
while mine, outstretched
render my clothes
scraps on the floor;
I turn and bend
to show you my holes.
This is all I know to do.
Fuck you.

Keep your head in your hands
as my crooked form
conforms to yours --
I am undone
and you are still dressed.
I'd peel off my skin
if it might bring you in.
Fuck you.  Fuck me.  Fuck you.