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Click herelike 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?
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 !" ??
was mentioned in New Poems Recommendations on the poetry forum.
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.
& 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 ;