Genuflection

story by: Edouard Ligand
Written on May 06, 2015 

I took the Day-for-Night tablets and evening magic spread a carpet in the dismal, glittered shards gritting the weave so tight that a footfall might shear threads in extremis for my mouth's travel says "Kiss Me" poule de luxe leaning hard, lips crisp in scarlet-livery, delivery desultory promise of tip-tongue flick on glans like she's the Magdalene and issue will be Holy...

Shame leaks glistening colloid tears to be lapped, gorge shameless not rising but falling to twist out a rictus, sed non corpore benedictus

 

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