deBorsche

Born from the exscoriating heat of the Middle East a resolve from desert sands deBorsche hereby vows to take the cross embark upon crusade the global form of the stations of the cross penance for his sins the blasphamy of his arrogance a pious heretic he will traverse the globe with open heart and open wounds and suffer the crucifiction upon latex tongues

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I fell out my mums womb in an act of defiance, upon cold grey flagstones. I pissed in an arc that besmirched both my mother and the midwife. I was dissowned by my father as a product not of his loins. He branded me a spastic of my own volition. And rightly so.
'Did it give you pleasure son?'
She came unto me so gracefuly and offered up her neck
the sweet milk of her soft white skin promised me release
i reached out a calloused hand to take up her succour
but my flesh is that of beast my heart was born too wild
and when i should have held her close i crushed the little child
Riverdance cow came triapsing so lightly
on happy hooves so lightly on the plains
Tap Tap trotters; and the stars were in her eyes
she would find true love; Trip the light fantastic
where are you now, dear sweet riverdance cow?
She held my lips open with a tremulous hand
Her probing gun carriage sought the tender inner
Thigh of relief as I part wound; woman became
She took from me a virginity i Knew existed not
i looked her in the eye
she pissed on my face
i gave her a kiss
tasting old apples
i knew it was love
I dont know why she loved me, am not a pretty sight
My frame is large and lobate, would give the child a fright
But she opened up her flower, offered up her nectar sweet
then took me deep inside, to where our souls did meet
she quenched a while my passion, my fire was burning bright
until she burned, and freedom yearned, and fled into the night