Blast
at the border between
pleasure and pain
lies naked
the body of the
purple maiden who arose
free from the madness
of silence
thus she spoke
reaching for the sheets
laid for her
by the thoughtful mother
“I’ll never be clean again!
my body carries
the burden of the beast
that put its claws on it
my heart is heavy
with the dust
that fell out from among
his teeth”
the magicians let by
the glimpse between her thighs
fell asleep inside their minds
and the girl could see
through their brains
as if rolling her palm
all over the erect cock
of their destruction
she stained their shirts
and drove away
grinning
there's someone in my head - but it's not me 
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