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…
and there he was!
God.
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