After The Devil
she chose a hermaphrodite
it was quite by accident he did not advertise on his dirty t-shirt
or the filth beneath his bittern nails
something about the sad premature crease
of his grief and a slowness when they sat
drinking in silence listening to Nick Cave, fingers entwined
an ugly cupid with smooth hairless face and small hands
he had more passion in his molten brand of madness
drew her out of herself like a needle filled with blood
why shouldn’t she feel again? she was only
half used up
the finger prints of her humiliation could not
come off in his porcelain bath but there was some comfort
crushed underneath a new lover
her heart after all was deformed
mistake and gore of nature in her grandeur
how unhinged people can hold each other up
understanding the slur of repulsion
he took a photo of her before she knew
her elongated labia was showing
his pot belly and marshy dark nipples
they were horrified to see in reproduction
the honesty of their cavort via camera
disgusting really
to be so young and so
imperfect
and such a relief at the same time
his wrinkled penis was less than an inch and she
had the smear of Electra urging her entreaty
when he held her down and reenacted
the snuff films of Dario Argento
squeezing almost tight enough to come
she saw a momentary quenching of anguish
like a reverse motion water fall
his urine landing on her flattened breasts
hanging over her rib cage in thin abandon
open your legs he said and show me your filth and scars
and though she had read Simone de Beauvoir
and Luce Irigaray
she found herself widening them
into a vile parody of former shyness
go on then she said
eat me out even though I disgust you
because he was filled with mocking self-hate
his little prick useless for much else aside frotage
he gave the best head she ever had
bar none
maybe it felt that way
because they had twisted and turned
until their skulls lay beside them
watching two ugly creatures
chew on their mutual sorrow
(thank you all at Hijacked Amygdala)
Reblogged this on TheFeatheredSleep and commented:
Hijacked Amygdala just celebrated its first birthday here on WP-Land. We are still going strong & thank everyone who has followed us & supported us. Continued highlighting and awareness of Mental Health is more necessary than ever. Please note this is an X-rated post.
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Welcome back Candice.
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I’m bloody thrilled my friend. Thank YOU all for putting up with me.
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chewing on mutual sorry. You use a lot of language that just when I think it is about to be beautiful, you toss everything in a meat grinder. Which, in a way, makes it more beautiful. Lovely. Thanks.
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ha ha ha! I really love your analysis and the meat grinder! Gross and perfect! Thank you!
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sorrow* the auto-alcohol corrected it without my knowledge. wonderful line.
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Oh, fucking WOW!
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Thank you beautiful one
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^ What Purpleanais said. Just WOW. X
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Yes! You made me so happy!
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Goes where many fear to tread …
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;)!!
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Damn.
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Yep it was a bit ‘out there’ I know! 😉
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Oh, I loved it. It was just. . . damn. . .
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I know! I don’t think it went down well and I can kinda tell why, BUT I’m trying out differing forms of truth.
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it was completely unvarnished truth. I remember watching the Unbearable Lightness of Being when I was in my early 20’s and had primarily been sexual with women. I went to see with a friend who had considered becoming a nun– which was awkward in its own way– but even while these beautiful people were having sex all I could think of was how undignified heterosexual sex looked
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Are you sure you are not the better part of me? I say this because The Unbearable Lightness Of Being is my absolute FAVORITE book and I quote that line especially all the time because to me it sums up EVERYTHING. In which case you would love a book called Sunlight On Cold Water by F. Sagan.
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you are the better part of you my love
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This is true (but can I be a dragon and also a good star over your head too?)
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Of course.
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And on the other subject … I agree. I find the ‘image’ of sex quite off-putting. Of course, a woman can be beautiful (a man, not so much … but I’m biased!) but when you see certain ‘realities’ it’s not ‘all that’ and I can definitely relate to the feeling of Repulsion (another GREAT movie!) just as I can desire. You totally read this the way I intended. Damn. Spooky sister!
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we could have a whole long discussion about what’s actually erotic in film. but I’m at work and almost done my lunch. Rain check?
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Most def 😉 (you make me smile) PS I wrote some scathing stuff today (eek)
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I look forward to it
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It’s out there already, blistering 😉 I’ve had a shitty couple of days so it was inevitable. I hope you are getting closer to answers?
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Currently advocating like hell for myself. Too long a story to get into here. Will to touch base later. Swamped at work
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K. Hugs
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