the age when one has ceased to blush
let's cry a little while

help me banish these troubling thoughts
depicting the underside of humanity

against her slender little waist
illustrating the perils of disharmony

the boys being dresses as girls
became a secondary passion

what a pretty mouthful we have here
imaginary hybrids: humans with rams heads: angels

his flabby prick's discharge
ears like a demon

the child wipes herself and the recital continues
foretelling the grotesques

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angels have a menacing presence
with the other hand he separated my buttocks

ominous is in its portent of rapacity
then led him to my sister's asshole

the silent mouth deep below that mimes
he applied his mouth to it

heavy with the honey of sleep
most cynically unleashed his fuck

yr father dipping his longest finger into yr mother
lifted my skirts from behind

dots of pink and blue in a line
handsomely served and entirely surrounded

a boy with gangly legs is reading a picture book
deliciously bemused by the pimps palate