My Demon’s Prusten

By brutality, and turbulent torture, 

Abhorrent abuse, in me was created my demonic pantherian creature,

Born by malice, marred by sexual sins against me

Now, as bodies made of water crave water,

And bodies of salt and silicon crave salt and silicon, 

My demon craves carnal abuse and slaughter,

That to sensually satisfy the hateful hunger of my demon,

I dream to despoil mankind's daughter.

But my demon remains still unsatisfied, 

It craves more than to punish; but to be punished,

That by pain alone, he absolves me of my guilt for the wrongs I've done,

Which cannot be done by just anyone...

You alone invoke my demon's pleasure, that he purrs not for all women;

You alone can pulverize his pain, and provoke my demon's prusten.