Mainstream Deviance

Worship is a fetish.

Worship rocks, worship animals, worship planets, worship stars, worship sky, worship ground, worship man, worship mind, worship everything you can wrap your brain around and then worship everything you can't.

Worship gives you pleasure, it stimulates you like a woman's lips around a throbbing cock.

Wear your designated garb of worship like a submissive wrapped in leather, awaiting his dominatrix's punishing whip.

Get off on the idea of Hell.

Punishment excites you.

Worship your dirty dominatrix, God, but at least acknowledge that you are a filthy, commonplace whore.

This poem is about: 
Our world

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