Robert Jerome's Gallery of Pickled Women

from A Waiting Loss by Disintegrate

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She looks at me with glassy eyes
A perverse unsettling gaze
Her Legs shiver, buckle and quake
Her Spine contorting under her flesh

A sudden prickly chill
Shrouding the ability To react judicially
No time to think

An artist, a surgeon
Articulate and measured
Yet chaos runs rampant
In this controlled destruction
The gag tight
As to not attract unwanted attention
On this night
She will come to see the juxtaposition.

Do you see now?
Do you feel my pain?
Do you feel my love?
Do you see now why this has to be?

Forever mine,
Your flesh and bone
It must be this way
Our future our home.
you must obey
Just Lay here shut your mouth and stay.
Tears steam down alabaster skin
With every stroke from my instrument.
her jaw locks tight Her eyes latch shut
I flay her live from throat to cunt.
I watch her squirm under my knife
I watch her slowly slip from life.
She is my art
She is my muse
Her Angel wings, spread, her face a gastly painting of divinity.

My love on display.

Such beauty
Drives desire
Obsessive love
Eternally mine

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from A Waiting Loss, released March 12, 2015

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