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ancient hellholes, divine orgasms, Jadis, lust's fee, maelstroms, mothers of war, Sexual Rage, She Of The-Cat-O-9-Tails, sonnet, The White Witch, Tilda Swinton, Venus Furo, witch-queen's knight
I do not believe you — you claimed that you
somehow could own my ass? Pfft. What folly
claiming that you would try to go undo
the gifts that Venus Furo gave to me.
She Of The-Cat-O-9-Tails never blessed
hauteur; you know, gods hate pompous assholes.
These scars come from defending my dreaded
mothers of war. There are ancient hellholes
that none of you self-proclaimed subs and doms
could dream up. Don’t talk about pain unless
you lop off two of your fingers tonight.
Call it lust’s fee. The gods cum in maelstroms,
proud child. Could you survive such a caress?
I did; which is why I’m a witch-queen’s knight.
memories of my ghost sista 
I think Jim Morrison would have dug a night of excessive intoxicaion with you, going over the great world orgasm of mythology…or is that happeing now, as the ground shakes a bit beneath me…what great timing…an temblor right while I’m writing about the great world orgasm. I think I’m being watched….going to hide under the table.
Later…
Wow, you get earthquakes where you live! Cool, I suppose timing is everything when it comes to the best comments. As for the Lizard King, you know, I thought my days of holding my friend’s hair back as they vomit copiously into the toilet from one more night of partying were over (not that I’d ever turn away from a friend in need, of course, but Morrison-vomit is so hard to wash out completely, the smell lingers for days, trust me) Still, provided the conversation isn’t with Pat Robertson, any discussion about orgasms is always welcome!
You didn’t ever see my post “Where I Live: Blue Zone and Earthquake Prone” It’s a page also…there are 30 measurable earthquakes a day here…the most active plates, Cocos and Carribean, in the world. Most can’t be felt, but about twice a week or so the building will just shake and bake a bit. There are cracks in all the walls here, above doors, windows, some walls…kind of intimidating. Lust’s Fee just reminded me of the Jim’s wish for “great golden copulations” in one of his poetic pieces.
Later….
Yes, please forgive me for forgetting, I have read your Blue Zone entry before. I think certain responses in comments are more simply off the cuff, as they say, than anything else. I was looking out the window at the time (snow snow snow) and thinking earthquakes would be a fine price to pay for balmy weather. Still, “great golden copulations” sound rather similar to golden showers (and they say poetry is a dying art, heehee)
Uh-huh…golden showers…used to have a girlfriend who was a call girl. She told me most men didn’t want any penetration – she was to end – but just about anything else. She had a priest, paid her $300 an hour to lay on a bed naked, spread her legs, and he would get down on his knees, lay a Bible on the bed, and read to her…lady parts ! She’s tell me one a week or so…glass-top coffee tables were popular. Weird World.
Later…
Yes, other people’s sexual needs have always been … curious (my favorite multi-purpose word that can mean anything. I had a friend who Georgia who use to say, “well, look what she likes” in the exact same context). Kink: the force that makes the world go round.