Possession

The Goddess spoke, fiercely,Through white anger’s mists;The body shouted thick-throatedA lower order goddess, surely,Cannot be all that demandingCrying for well-fattened cocks.Fear becomes the key translatingTo waves of body movements.A matter of thinned blood supplyOr a fleeting hardening of vessels,She lay there sprawled, wailing.Anger burst out of the boundsShe had crossed all body-barriersJust when sanity finally [...]

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