04-06-2016, 12:25 PM
This was a quick write. Didn't know if I should add more. Note: Sade as in Marquis de Sade.
Colette Peignot
Hail to the queens who love Mirbeau and Sade
and laugh where others weep;
they archive words for their maraud
and target those asleep.
They bridge the gap of yesteryear
with violent prose and cons
and beckon children to come near
for whoring to the johns.
They do not lack moralities
but mock who think they do,
yet quander feasibilities
for those that might be true.
They seek to haunt, refine, and scare
with a vulgar sharpened tongue,
and remind us death’s the love affair
that plague the old and young.
Colette Peignot
Hail to the queens who love Mirbeau and Sade
and laugh where others weep;
they archive words for their maraud
and target those asleep.
They bridge the gap of yesteryear
with violent prose and cons
and beckon children to come near
for whoring to the johns.
They do not lack moralities
but mock who think they do,
yet quander feasibilities
for those that might be true.
They seek to haunt, refine, and scare
with a vulgar sharpened tongue,
and remind us death’s the love affair
that plague the old and young.