The Absence of Us

There is an emptiness, in Time not space
where vixens becoming mermaids dwell.
Their human lives where pale and felonious
that stretched and wrecked out havoc slims of
their pelvic hairs with ammonium abomination.

There were Lesbian outlaws born-again pirates.
of the Carribean. Their fins grew.
mare and mere, mere and mare, moldy and collected.
as tins foils of the Wizard of Oz and the Wiz's Tin Mans' sense of Retribution.

As we call our aim Alsaid?
Why Ariel the Little Mermaid bellows with her Scully woolly religion, Peter Pan
gaped. Mere moogle nor sounder will fathom your Lesbian love affair for you may be INVOLVED, he said with a handsome grin, but you're still a Virginian Vestal virgin-whore!
So the Princess of the Twilight Moon remained graceful and sheen. Her name was Twilight Suzuka, otherwise known as Princess Garnet of Alexandria of Final Fantasy 8 and 9 of the Dream and then also Stephaie Meyer's Isabella Swan of Twilight all dressed up in Garnet's canary bird uniform with hair tied behind her back.
She kissed the woman, sternly, and locked her lips in Rambo. She was only imagining this scene, as vivid as it was in order to get in contact with her day-today reality of schizophrenia and morality despite supernatural paranoia it granted.
She could see without seeing, hear the Dead without thinking. Go places no one's ever gone in the "unseen" world of Hades Plut which consisted of fantasy characters both big and small, real and/or unreal possessing her reality in schizophrenic wartime and letting her hear and persevere the powers of Allah and Allah-bewildered. She was a stern thinker and a revoultionary fighter, a believer in a Dream and a imaginary prophet set on the whims with protecting the city of Portsmouth, Virginia with her imaginary powers of imagination and schizophrenia.
She honored herself so, even though she WAS a virgin and only 37-years old. She bowed her head and placed her eyes to the floor to atone a sense of obligation to virtue and virtuosity she prioritized as her Herculean strength along with dreaming and imagining things.
Her body trembled a bit. It was Odin. He wanted her to summon him. He, like the Eidolon and Aeon world he climbed out of, are War gods. She had the power to summon them, but she refused. She wanted to preserve herself as a normal African-American, Native-American youth with brown skin, brown eyes and brown hair.
She was overweight, at about 300 pounds and still exercising her way from the period of notability her possession of Paine and Rikku of Final Fantasy X-2 cost her.
With that in mind, she remained quiet and merely bowed her head. Indeed, another day in the CLASSIC ATORUM of Riddick...

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