Unlable me...

Red wine staining empty concrete canvas
meets the black and spins around
and all the hours, how can you even stand this?
tappered foibles leading ready sholders down
and dirty little shoes
tied at the lace
tossed down the well
never to be seen again
it wouldnt matter if you were
it wouldnt matter if you were
it wouldnt matter anyway
it wouldnt matter if you were
but we all know you are
and that is why we stare
we all know just what you are
...expect us not to stare?
They filled me full of drink
And led me round the rooms
Naked and cold and grinning
Until everything went black
And I came down spinning
I awoke so drunk and full of rage
That I could hardly speak
A fag in a whale bone corset
Draping his dick across my cheek
And its into the shame
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