Loss By Unanimous Decision

My sanity hangs by a thread,
Contemplating trying to blow my brains out my head,
Tried to make her love me, seems she hates me instead,
As the world watched her break me, “A shame” is what they said,
A bout that probably could’ve been P-P-V,
I put it on basic cable for the world to see,
Because I never thought that she would last past round three,
And I definitely couldn’t see my head hung in defeat,
From round one she set the tone, stick and move, stick and move,
Jab, duck, uppercut, one and two, one and two,
Heading into round two, what to do, what would you?
And my trainer told me do all you can do, she’s the truth,
So I bounced across the ring swinging for the fences,
But I couldn’t slow her down, thinking, Man this girl’s relentless,
Because all other opponents, I had knocked them out in minutes,
A fifteen round fight and she would take me to the finish,
At round ten tried throwing in the towel but it was glued to my hands,
Eleven, trying to run away, but I am stuck where I stand,
So I stand here and swing just as hard as I can,
But she just steps to the side and dodges my hands,
Twelve and thirteen were the same, I couldn’t bring myself to flee,
She was Rocky Balboa and I was Apollo Creed,
Past my prime, But still there was none as confident as me,
Until the bell rung at the end of round fifteen…

For The Freaks Part 4 (The Addiction) By Krys

There is a mischievous smirk across my face

A mysterious look in my eyes

The lust of my flesh dwells in this place

And the heat of passion dwells between my thighs

This warmth can heat up the entire room

This heat needs to be dealt with

Because my body is about to melt quick

I'm squirmingI'm yearning

For this addictive drug called sex

It's on my mind strongLike the aroma of coffee brewing in the morning

And I know we’ll be up until the wee hours of the morning

And this craving for you is alarming

Rather charming

Yet this hankering that is forming

Is somewhat ominous

Every time I see your face I immediately want to taste your lips

Gracing those lips with my sugary and soft kiss

Every time I hear your voice

I instantly melt and my panties get moist

Such an amazing effect you seem to have

And the touch from your hands

Sends me into a deep and enticing trans

You see

Since our first encounter I’ve been lost

Between reality and a sexual fallacy

And for a brief moment forgot who I was

As if I have been injected with a drug

Providing a high for my lustful addiction

Because I sure need some sort of medium for this sinister condition

This appalling affliction

Indeed if anyone else knew

Besides us two

The things that we tend to do

Behind closed doors

They would surely deem us as classless whores

A title I don’t mind receiving

As long as I know it’s your sweet loving I’m retrieving

For it’s your thrusting that I’m needing

You’re contagious

Yet a disease I selfishly want all to myself

In the words of Dondria, “I feel it all over my body”

And giving yourself to anyone that’s not me

Is suicidal for yourself

You’re a mental distraction

My thoughts are all over the place

Random clauses

Frequent pauses

Lost in daydreams

With visions of how you made my body cream

Made my body scream

Showing off my calisthenics and my cat like abilities

You keep coming back so I know that you’re feeling me

Because I’m definitely feeling you

Diggin you

Like a dog digs a hole for his bone

And you can surely keep putting your bone in my hole

We can play Red Rover, Red Rover all day with no clothes

Continue to feed me words for my prose

Hell no one else knows

Or even has an inkling of a clue

The way you do the things you do

Boy indeed you’re the truth

Mama always told me to give credit where credit is due

I know my skills are great and yours are too

The connection we have is highly explosive

It comes with a warning label, “Saying take this in small doses”

Because if not, up builds the intensity

When you’re inside of me

The climatic combustion of this desire

Starts an infatuating fire

That will burn to the very end…

Until my rain falls

Creating a rainfall

Gushing, splashing, dripping

Damn I need a cigarette

Sad to say I know I ain’t finished yet….



By: Krys

For The Freaks Part 3 (The Sale)

The innocent smile with the seductive eyes made you the perfect customer,

Abound with sexual tension and naiveté prime target for the perfect hustler,

Excuse me miss, I’ll take you out and we can chill, no pressure,

It’s quite alright, Just a date, no more no less.

And as I give u subliminals about the product at the dinner table,

You’re soon able to see that what I’m offering could bring you a high like never before,

As you take steps to my car door,

You told me that your mother

Told you that this drug should be strictly for the lovers,

I propose, that while we know that this is lust and it ain’t love,

We can still take lust and make love,

The slight pause as you reached for the door handle

Confirmed that I had dismantled the boundaries set by outside perspective,

I had fulfilled my objective,

Now you’re hooked and I gladly administer this sin to ya,

Quick to issue ya this sinister false image of,

Love, But, too perfect a hustler I have become,

Because you’re the product of my product and when it touched the tip of my tongue,

I could not take it,

The sensation so amazing, this high that I never tried,

Seduced by my own seduction, caught up in your eruptions,

You tell me to go deeper, yes love,

Now you say you feel it in your chest, I’m just tryna get up in your roots like
?uestlove,

You know my love drug is the best,

The blue magic, won’t settle for less,

And though you belong to no man, you make me feel like there’s no other,

Magnum Trojan Ecstasy on standby because it feels like there’s no rubber,

Consumed by your passion, engulfed in your heat,

Drowning in the depths of your ocean, saltwater so sweet,

Can’t attach myself to the customer,

So I express my love through the ropes and the cuffs,

Sexually uninhibited, so the intensity is unlimited,

Building with each passing moment,

Grab it, own it,

You see it, you touch it, you want it,

Grab it, own it,

I ravage you like a savage, it’s mine, I own it,

Then I caress it, right after I bless it,

Pleasure so explicit, energy so persistent,

A good man with bad intentions,

As I back out, after I just blew your back out,

I grip you close and secretly ponder a solution for my addiction…