nocturnal misadventure

drifted into a

sanatorium

of pretentious revelry.

stood at the

counter and waited

for my drink.

A hunky-funky man

walked up to me

flashed a gun in my

face and said,

"go to the washroom,

Cunt."

when I entered a cubicle

he reached out from behind

and tore my pants.

whipped me with a belt

and while the wounds

sizzled

he inserted his dick

into my anus.

it bled and I screamed

my cries were muffled out by

a martin-garrix song.

heart leapt into my

throat

my eyes blacked out

from the pain

legs turned into jelly

lungs fresh out of

Air.

had untreated rectal

prolapse

and hemorrhoids from

infancy.

a while later, couldn't feel

anything other than an

emptiness

which greets a person who

pleads

for help and respite.

this body collapsed

into a heap

when he let go of my

neck. only because he

was about to

Climax.

put his cock in my mouth

and moaned while I choked and gagged

on his cum.

slapped me away

when I swallowed the last drop

picked me up again and

pushed face-first into the toilet

of floating shit, yellow urine and used condoms

its walls are caked with bloody tampons.

struggled for a minute

when he kicked my testicles.

I regained consciousness

god alone knows when.

only thing i remembered:

I wasn't a virgin anymore.