Singing out loud, I realize, I am hoarse. Or is it a whore? The reason I am hoarse – I have unbelievable skill. I do not believe it. Neither can they. Why is this? Maybe it is the purity of the air on a good morning. Before the world wakes up. Whatever it is, I am confident as I wander into the 2 AM air; as if Buddha was giving birth to cuddly puppies at that very moment. The pain was not as bad as many might think; it did feel like passing a scale model of the Eiffel Tower through my already sore rectum, but it seemed like an exceedingly bad idea. “What’s wrong with the other parts?” I asked. Why don’t you ever ask me to tie you with embroidery floss? It marks. It bleeds. I do as well. Use cord. Use dental floss. Use the wire on that great cork cat toy you bought that randy tabby. He pounced on it, leapt on it, and rolled it between his teeth and paws. Then, suddenly, it was abandoned in a corner where the cork dried and Tabby was left humping the scratching pole’s rug. Warsaw, in winter, felt like chewing on ice cubes made of houndstooth, but in the summer, Warsaw often proved itself to b devoid of anything resembling service. We leapt to our feet and ordered bourbon with cream. The waitress laughed and said I prefer my men “unsweetened.” But you will do; though you look like a bear and smell like his lunch three years ago when he was very desperate and unable to mate… and then he said…Cut off my balls now. It will be a favor...please. They’ve done nothing but cause me pain. Don’t be so fucking melodramatic, was the reply. And with that, she licked his eyeball – gently. And his eyeball licked her gently. And they tumbled; and they were torn. But, with tongues and gazes entwined, we looked toward the woods and built a fortress in the fallen leaves. After we disentangled ourselves, I turned to you and said, Turn around, open your mouth, gaping widely; expecting and demanding the delivery which it was about to receive. Forcibly; desired; sickeningly weakened and taunted she said “are you coming with me, or are you just going to stand there like an abandoned ship waiting for a dock to find it floating at sea? He followed her without answering. They went into the downdecks, they wondered where, what they were; she said, “Go!” and he died.

Exquisite Corpse VI by thea.phabet

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