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Confirmation (The Positive)
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Sacraments Dominatrix fetus
how good of you to greet us
with your sweet malformities
unstrung subtleties
of organs toes and hair
caressed between her angles
of youthful despair
and decay.
She is a lax mother
who tries to smother
your aggressive innocence
and every time you move
you feel her wince
for your petty existence
a homogenous mess of veins
and sickly flesh.
Round and incomplete
is your head and her womb
your red pulsating tomb
that keeps you in her hard embrace
with a dolorous effort
she cannot face and yet
no tears will come for
she knows you meet your end.
