Communion

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oneiria
oneiria
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Her mouth
nursed on him

like a newborn calf,
her dark haunted eyes

looking up at him
as though she were in search of

some long lost savior.
But she was his, this the

real M&M, this Magdalene,
Mary and Mother.

He wanted to
reach down and take her head

in his hands
as she slid up and down his cock

forgetting about the nails
just for the moment.

The sea of eyes,
now counted among their number

not one but four Buddhas,
each frantically checking

their identical diamond-studded Rolexes,
clearly waiting for something to happen.

He ignored the screams of his peers,
also bound to the wood,

momentary cries of joy
as they released into their own saviors'

devouring mouths,
soon to be replaced once more,

by screams of agony.
Soon he too screamed his mini-death,

pouring his seed
down his own emimen's

throat, as she hungrily
licked the fleeing white cream

from her chin,
looking up at him

with those black devouring seeking eyes.
He looked down at his

emaciated, hollow body
as she resumed sucking the life

out of him
to the cheers

of the frenzied multitude,
now harboring 10,000 Buddhas

among its members,
each desperately checking

their identical Rolexes,
transparently a single time traveler

eagerly waiting
for something to happen.

But what?

oneiria
oneiria
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Ashesh9Ashesh9about 12 years ago
hints of the Twilight inspired Vampiric counter-culture ??

i may have missed the import of your poem earlier : she actually sucks Life out of the Savior to save Him the long-stretched -out agony on the Cross from 9 a.m. to 3p.m. ?? ?

would He have allowed it ? would all the Sinners saved by the Sacrifice be still Saved from eternal Damnation if the Saviour pre-phoned His "It is accomplished . Father I commend my Spirit into Thy Hands !" ??

PandoraGlittersPandoraGlittersabout 12 years ago
This Poem

was mentioned in New Poems Recommendations on the poetry forum.

tazz317tazz317about 12 years ago
TO BE ABSOLVED

forgiven and forlorn, TK U MLJ LV NV

oneiriaoneiriaabout 12 years agoAuthor
Reply to Ashesh9

Yes, it may have not been the best time to post this one. However, this is one of the few poems I did not have the sense of writing, but rather a feeling of somehow channeling it from the Beyond. I did not put together the connection with Easter until I submitted it. Thus, perhaps it is a holiday message from the Big Guy Himself. Sorry if I offended anyone.

Ashesh9Ashesh9about 12 years ago
Please fax this to the Vatican !!! or the Dalai Lama

& wait for the ensuing Fireworks !! Perhaps Dan Brown will appreciate this poem but it is Blasphemous 100 % . like the Danish cartoons of the Prophet .

i do wish Lord Jesus' s Cruxifiction & His disciple Magdalena or Lord Gautam Buddha were not Satirized in this fashion just because today is Easter !! sorry Oneira but could not agree with your sentiments here ;