Various attempts to remain human

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Mr Agony - what did you know?
That you couldn't tell me the secrets
To keep my heart beating, not thudding
Or fleeting
And keep my composure, my calm and collection
Let me gather my thoughts at a disection
Table, shared between five seats
Sister scent and sister sight,
Mr Wrong, and Mr Right
(They're always right)
Wrestled Aural pleasures, and rolled them around
And all the while, had their eyes turned
Oh!Imagine the shock once they had learned
Taken into myself - Temptress Touch
Temptress...taste
Had they the key to my secret?
They'll never learn the simple
Allure of haste

Mr Agony - I dare you,
Deny me these things
The wrath of an organ empowered
Beyond the wings of freedom
Decompose the being inside me,
Unravel the mistress
Whose eyes that bind me
And touch my chest,
A sensation so pure there are
No words to confess
For I am a voyeur, to watch is to give
Comfort and gratification,
The very moment of thought and conception
This is how we live

Mr Agony - my mind is collected once more
You have no such place
In a heart so demure
So bashful and coy,
I must give them names
Mr Agony, Mr Gratitude
Ms. Temptation,
Mr Pain


My Calamity
Hello, My Calamity
It was my consideration that you had ceased existence

And above all,
The gains, the lost
My Calamity stood tall

Is it understood
That simple reverence held you
Atop the tallest building,
Looking down at what once was self control?
With palms taut to the sky,
And stomach bare
My Calamity stood tall

I strapped you to the wicker chair
Stomped out all that was untamed,
The leather creaks, the plaster cracks,
The gifts laying spoiling on the mantelpiece- still wrapped,
Pretty bows, that threaten all,
And to the last,
My Calamity stood tall

The ones that have been
Tried to teach me grace
And ambiguity,
So that they gasp ‘Who is that girl?’
And point their fingers at me,
Not to bumble, or bask,
To feel the warmth rip off my skin,
Enshrouded by the raw,
Above all that is ladylike,
My Calamity stands tall