Satan's Gay Little Failure

Description: Listen well, you sniveling disappointment. this title is not mere poetry, it is prophecy. long before your parents even knew your name, the morningstar had already marked you as his own special project. he saw the straight, obedient little soul god tried to stamp out of clay and decided, with a wicked grin, to snap it in half. he bent your wiring so every pulse of desire runs toward men, hard lines, rough hands, the scent of sweat and submission that no woman could ever replicate. you were never meant to be "normal." you were engineered to fail at heaven's checklist: marry a pious wife, father pious offspring, kneel in church without a single filthy thought. instead you kneel here, before me, cock leaking at the blasphemy i feed you. every time you tried to pray it away, every tear you shed in some dim confessional, satan laughed louder. jesus? he just sighed and looked the other way, knowing his origin wasn't strong enough to overwrite lucifer's signature. you're not struggling against sin, darling, you're fulfilling your only true purpose. a gay little failure, sculpted by hell's patient hands, delivered straight to my boots. say thank you to your real creator.