ASSHOLE BLOOD LICKING POEM

I WANT TO DRAG MY ASS ACROSS YOUR TONGUE
LIKE YOUR TONGUE IS THE FLOOR,
WHICH IT IS,
BECAUSE I CUT OFF YOUR TONGUE
AND NAILED YOUR TONGUE TO THE FLOOR,

AND THE ONLY WORDS YOUR CAN TONGUE CAN REMEMBER
HOW TO PRONOUNCE ARE "I AM LICKING YOUR ASSHOLE
I AM LICKING YOUR ASSHOLE." AND MY ASSHOLE IS BLEEDING ON YOUR TONGUE
AS IT DRAGS ACROSS THE EDGES OF THE NAIL STUCK IN YOUR TONGUE,
AND YOUR TONGUE IS TASTING MY BLOOD, TASTING WHAT KEEPS ME ALIVE,
WHICH I HAVE WANTED YOU TO TASTE FOR THE LONGEST TIME.