Haunting Poems

CONSENT

Consent
Who gave you my consent ?
Oh, I see the Devil gave
It wasn't me
you my consent
It wasn't me........

Satisfied ?
Hungry for more ?
Well, GO ON THEN
TAKE ME
USE ME
TAKE MORE OF MY BODY
USE MY BODY
TAKE IT
USE IT
GO ON.......

Oh, I get it, You don't want my body now
It's not the same
It's not little
It's not infantile
It answers back
This body answers back
It's not the same
It's got hair!!! ry
It's got ship - shape

Scared ?
You should be
Where was my consent ?
Oh yes, I forget, the Devil gave you my consent

Well my friend, abuser
My mate the Grim Reaper
is plucking consent
from your hands and that of your friend Satan's.

Scared ?
You should be
Five year olds Do Not Consent
Consent to sex with an adult
an adult female
Get It ?

But that's just it
The beauty and pleasure of it for you
Isn't It ?
Five year old girls, pure, innocent, little, infantile, non - consenting

Consent
What A Word......It doesn't even exist for a five year old
Get It ?