Sobbing women

Take it
All the way
Your little mind games
You say
I say
I'm cast iron
You'll break my
Will
You'll scoop my insides
And eat my skills
And when maggots
Crawl,
Blood pumps in your ears
Your pulse is lightening
Erection hard
This turns you on
Those battered shards
Those weeping women
Who sob
In corners
Here comes I
Offering a sperm donor
To a man
Whose never slept
With only ambition
So filthy and unkempt
It's puss stained
And bulging
An orchestra of fat,
Like somebody messed
Or someone don what
Take your lazy ambition
I'm more than words
I bring fruition
Enjoy the saliva
Of a challenge slicked
Tongue
Yet sobbing women
Always need to
Be wrong