Claim you

By Travis J. Wolfkill (2008)

I can make love without touching you
Turn you out without fucking you
On the astral plane
It's your ass that I claim

I would shave and enslave you
Yet worship and aid you
I'm the man on the channel
So subscribe to my cable

Whether its vaginal or painful
And by that I mean anal
I'll fuck your spirit from prison
A sadomasochistic angel

So listen luv
I'll put you on a leash
And I'll train you
In the day I would taste you
But in the night I would claim you.

Sex, Hate and Compassion.

By Travis J. Wolfkill (2008)

I saw a lion hug a man
and thought I saw a turtle cry
If they can have compassion so can I

Feeling lust, rage and elation
sex, hate and sedation
seeing mental patients
with a touch of genius
if God was a man I'd worship Venus
because the world's disordered
and nature's a whore
we pay her to feed us
seduction and gore

Sex and violence
my conscience is silent
I want what I want
Sex, hate and compassion.