Anaclitic Misery

Collective and permanent- In these steps to eliminate, I advance. Concern soley for the initial incision-the swell beneath lefthand placement and pressure. Natural movements restricted, the right conducts it's glide across taught purpose. Our eyes widen to mirror the separation of her skin. Warm nourishment begins to flood, I settle beside and case over the lips, preventing the taste from draining down my chin. A plentiful volume of ejecta sets the air. Collective and permanent- our labors deliver each other entirely from inherent hunger; mine defined by her final cry, dangles above human teeth, instincts screaming against ignorant memory-against these plastic hands which I've soaked heavily. The creature of all my passion, each and every constant, bears your name as well. At this, a plentiful volume of ejecta had set the air. A powerful aroma to compliment my dinner.