Sunday, January 17, 2016
Existence Womb (38)
"Existence Womb (38)"
Miriam was not monstrously masquerading with sanctimonious, self-deprecating sublimity;
Specifically, honored her own bizarre, social anonymity--
She was the most uncommon bearded-like girl freak--the Real Deal,
Having a virgin's first romantic love; indeed, it felt so religiously real;
Moreover, if pierced by True Love and not the iniquitous itch of simplistic carnal cravings,
It will initially hurt, even from garden-variety junk--mostly from a boy basing it on merely taking;
Furthermore, an encompassing membrane--a hymen's break, even after years of equestrian training--
The pain, if not natural sublimity, leads to a more anguished, soul-centered frustration;
Regardless, the best truth resides in an altruistic alliance ground-rooted in archaic American Free--
A choice made, unhinged, to hold eternal the fated pommel that is your Joan of Arc destiny.
And while a choice to be NORMAL, in a sense, was most frequently entering her probed mind,
Within it, she didn't find Buck's telepathy on her pornographic hind.