i can see your tentacles move like snaky thoughts in the crowd . intensely seeking to enter me filling my senses my pores . but
. i have kissed your woman and sucked out your smell your taste the fear you ejaculated inside . so I can see the luminous presence of your shadow without the hidden body . as I dance around the swirling strands of you
as I read raaji’s blog somewhere I saw thru the smog . that a few little girls just got sold . a school boy with a gun for a toy shot his buddies really and truly dead . and my turn is next as we gang rape the earth again and again .