this is a good and fuckt up one i think

The Thighs of the

              Blessed Courtesan

the blood of menses

run down the thighs

of the blessed courtesan.

she has killed something

    with her vagina.

   the apprentice to the master of concubines

   guts her first victim in joyous resentment.

she then sniffs the corpse for a weirdly long time.

        the atmosphere becomes awkward.

       a lot of bodily fluids

             splashes together

               in this grisly murder scene.

         but there was God!

          somewhere amongst all the evil.

         the thighs of the blessed courtesan

            are no longer untouched;

          the devil crept out after midnight.