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Epilogue: Le Petit Reality (A Paradise Lost)

from The Misogynist by Jake McNeillie

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Epilogue:

Le Petit Reality (A Paradise Lost)

My heavenly creation
How I longed to escape with you
somewhere
within my wildest dreams
A canopy of luminescent stars above us
Lost in soft cuddles
in bed
Your naked sweet
silky
smooth
Barbie doll legs rested,
Gently
Against mine

You wore my warm laundered shirt
Tight against your groin
Adorned
just above
A triangular short feathery nest
of light brown peach fuzz
Your pillowed,
Flowered,
Lady garden

When the sun came up
In the warmth of the sweet morning
You were gazing into me
Birds chirped in the air
Your youthful,
angel cake,
pear shaped,
thighs
Clad in pink
satin panties
Exquisite as a
wet
deep
red rose
in the sunlight
Cradled above mine
Your girlish hand
upon my chest
Your head,
pale powdered,
Soft,
warm skin
The scent of expensive perfume
and make up
Eventually rested there too
As you pulled your bangs,
tenderly,
in comfort
behind your ears
Eyes shut with
a closed mouthed
curved,
coy smile




When you eventually awoke
Wet lipped pecks
Pressed, gently
against my breast
Then astride my hips
Moles upon your bosom
You raised your head upward
A long peaches and cream
colored neck
held up a
Smooth oval
As you gazed into my eyes with that
cute
wrinkled nose
A comforted smile
released a chortle

You were my
high school boyhood,
youthful dream
Yet now
I bid you adieu
Holding your
pale hand
in mine
Kissing it gently as you
Float silently in the air
Like a ghost in the past
As you
slowly
fade away


I have folded our infatuations
For the fantasies of each other
In a lily white
flowered
group of poems
I created only for myself

Before I knew who you truly were
A twisted faced hag inside
Your angelic facade,
A wine red headed goddess
on the outside

In an envelope
Which I can no longer read
It shall be sealed forever
Kept in an ivory colored box
Wrapped in a candy apple red tight shimmering bow
As it slowly, gathers dust

We're even now
For you're not addicted to our love
But the drama you created for yourself
As the infatuation in your wild
forget-me-not
colored eyes
Flickers like a dying light bulb
The ends and outs of your wants are no longer appealing to me
Walk away lil girl
Before I shut down
Make myself cold
To your margarita glass
shaped
Game playing smiles
Gazing off into the air
Away from me
In mystery
Pretending you are fantasizing
About what you might still see
High school daydream teen movie
reality of your charming,
potentially?

Acting like a lil child
I'm on to you
They once turned me on for a lil while
Till I twisted the handle of my desire to off
Now it's permanently glued to this position babe

Run away lil girl
Run away

I hope when you see me with her
All your aggression and regret tears your
entire
delicate
little body apart
From the loose curls on your back length haired head
To your petit slippered feet
I hope your knees get weak
And you can no longer speak
My likeness a stain on your heart
For what could have been
And what you think could still be
The fact that you can scar me permanently,
potentially
Makes me wish in the well at this
In my mind,
you no longer exist
Yet I'll forever be on the television light in yours
Reruns of a bliss
that never aired

An enveloped letter of my yearning for you,
my
lil ball
of fiery energy
Sealed in your childish kiss

Afterword bonus (unspoken):

The Delicate Budding Flower

Oh what a pity to be a delicate budding flower 
In the marshes of men's bestial world of mysogony 
Your mind is corrupted little girl
There's nothin I can do
Go ahead and allow yourself to be treated like a plastic doll
A fairy goddess
While the satyr is inside of you
Fore they've enveloped your mind
With the grip of Hypnosis
Since you were born
You were raised to be just this


This is why you are infused with fire
Every time you look at me
Go on girl
Treat me like the enemy
Treat me like a devil
For all I know, I may be just that
Take a look inside yourself 
Your mind is filled with scar tissue
So far inside you can no longer see

Outtakes (unspoken):

In Dreams:

It's only in dreams you can be mine
Not in this particular life but some other song
It's easier to seek out your love in the fountainhead of my art
Than it is to reach the candy bliss of your heart
Through this labyrinth of thorns and roses you've created

Order of the Dark Priests of Earthly Men

You said you want me to teach you how to love
Yet you don't know the first thing about it
You're a selfish one
Born out of riches, beauty, innocence, and privilege 
In amber 
Hidden in the obsidian stone
Cut by men's piggish actions and silver tongues
Upon the course jungle that is this earth

This was the original prologue but I chose to rewrite it because if it's perversity. This was not for self censorship reasons but it didn't capture the feeling of dread I wanted the prologue I threw in it's place to have. I suppose it had to be read somewhere so I chucked it into the liner notes.


The Virgin Sacrificial Lamb



1.

You sat next to me in my bed
Felt the soft warm skin of your haunch upon my thigh
Legs astride
My hand clasped tenderly in your thin pale hands
Felt your warmth and sweat through black lace panties
You wanted me to be your teacher
Fore I was your first


Girl, gaze into my eyes
With those bright blue pools of yours

In yearning

Your pale powdered face

Pillowed pink lips

Made up like a doll
Just for me
Only for this night


You were so scared
Like a little child
I calmed you down

By sticking my hand down and into your

Playful

Beloved

Spot

You found when you were
Just a little one
Just the way you like

2.

I wanted to pull out my juicy cock
I’ve never been so hard in my life
You begged me to cum inside you precious naked little girl
In heightened yearning, I longed for this too


Ejaculating, in ecstasy, into your beautiful pink tight soft silky sweet slit
While spooning your pillowed pear shaped haunches
My hand upon your brown short and curlies
Finger upon your precious little spot
Your eyes squinted
Moaning ecstasy
Pillowed cooing lips


3.

You were the best I ever had


Wish I could live that night
Neath silky covers
Over again and again
Forever and ever for eternity


A delusional surreal fragmant:

Cum on her powdered face made up like a porcelain portrait doll

An Animal Lust Night with a Voluptuous Experienced Redhead

1.


Haunches astride my lap
The taste of your tongue as you slide it into my mouth
Your hand running back and forth through my hair
To my neck
Tingling in heightened sensation
Our mouths moving fluidly together
Our eyes closed in ecstasy
Becoming more and more like beasts after every lick
Souls melded together
The flowing of my tongue matching yours
In succulent motion
My moves doing everything you guide me to

Without reason
Without thought
With complete emotion
I give myself to your beauty, your love, and your crooked lust

2.
Your pale blue eyes gazing up at me in yearning
Long curly, fiery orange-red, flowing, hair to your back
Your hand holding my leg down
As you pull up and down on my skin with the other
You sensually suck my cock
The tip of your dexterous tongue wet upon the rim
With succulent mouth, and tongue
Taking your time up and down
Fluid motion
Wading in and out like the ocean waves
Just right
As if my cock were the fountain and your mouth was angelic, passionate thirst
As if, in this short moment, they were thriving for each other
Were one

What a sight to see your angelic voluptuous haunches
As you're bent at the knees upon the silky covers of my bed
I close my eyes in heavenly, elevated, ecstasy
And cum

3.

Your body underneath me
Luscious legs in a W shape arched around mine 
My loins pressed inside your pale shaven flesh 
Your warm tight hole
The quaking pounding of your soft yearning haunches upon mine
Your moaning pants
All the hair pricked up on my body
To a heightened soul vibration
The taste of your light pink nipples
The squishing of my hand upon your full, shaking, milky, flowing, breast

credits

from The Misogynist, released May 5, 2017
Jake McNeillie - voice & poetry, producer
Tyler Fortier - co-producer & engineer
Aaron Forman - executive producer
Tracked and mixed at 4tier Studios
Artwork by Jake McNeillie & Co.

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