she’s not a challenge, she’s a apple shaped like a circle . she’s a orange that peels like a banana . she’s a loin cloth you can’t also eat as well . she’s a picnic and buffet that’s as big as tens of millions of little shop and gift old folk’s orgies . she’s a tragedy and an inspiration . and she won’t stop trying to talk me into one of her school houses . the kind they make so warm and comfortable and easy to get in: then they lock the doors for hours and make you but sit still and pay attention to earn some gym and recess or don’t and go to detention (unless you’re inverted and go gym for attention deficit, detention for attentive . i always go detention for deficit . i go gym for deficit when i want to be tortured) . if the most heart muffin’s heart muffins was no easy thing to replace, i would think they were just being demonic and cruel
for millions years, it was the same . he’d awake and steal quadrillions of dollars of little miss god junior’s free lunch muffins, then replace all the street corners with his own compulsory violence muffins . he did it because the enemy did it, because the enemy made him do it; and, he didn’t do it, the enemy did it . of course, she’d turn on all her defenses . she’d win . he’d be in the hospital bed by lunch time . she’d be along down the sick fetish trail making dance steps and first aid muffins of poison and cure sport and theory . he’d take the rest of the day off . she made a better muffin . he took a better nap . she was the better med math sex toddler muffin nurse and surgeon . he was the better rest and rearrange sex toddler muffin wagon and cottage
most of her sick float tots, short term, long term, visiting, or other, eagerly fill her galleries of junk drawers with their dances, med math poison cure fetish theory or elsewise, and their menus of meals and medicines and wants and want nots and haves and have nots . the stealth and angel and soldier and other clerks are eager to punish or chore or advise or just nurse and maid any such request . she kept me in a box she locked up inside her plumbing muffins . i got to watch women and boys and girls and men poking and proding near my room . their fingers, their toes, their nose, their tails, their ***** dick **** things, their nipples, their small toys muffin or other, would slide past unimaginably often . (in retrospect, the parts i couldn’t see where why it got dark sometimes, though i still don’t know for sure real if that’s a dark particle phenomenon or the other thing) as a small scale prototype model of a flying winged parrot gorilla tiger contraption with grey feathers and rainbow flies eyes all over, and a celibate and not reproductive model, i still found it quite lusty and thrilling to reach over with my lawns and gardens and furnitures and foliages and wildernesses and curbsides and brush and touch upon them and tickle and tease as they pass in and out, in and out . i love my life now, more large scale, more production model, more open and wild and by far less learning and developing . but, i treasure deeply and greatly those first days and weeks of my life . i remember each with vivid vivid clarity and tender tender worship
zoomed thrice, referenced 3 parts 1 of 5? rainbows, zoomed 6 more times on a different level . i thought i was going blind, but wasn’t . it was but misty and cloudy and dark and wilting in my mind . i glanced eyes half closed the sick usual in the windows, raced past them to the other back alleys with the dedicated bunker bot hotels and shoe boxes and schools and prisons . and me a niche for an after midnight reprieve
while our time wasn’t really a date . and while she kept me mostly chaste and naked to ensure that i knew it was no date and no dance and no fashion buffet array banquet to share, i still remember her that way alot and all the time . i don’t want to go find her . if i did, i’d just want to be friends for a meal and a theory dance step or three . but, i’ll always remember her like a love life and a long-term sexual marriage partner more so than a pupil and an assistant and clerk and nurse-maid
dark Elves Toys
loin cloth, muffin, muffins, orgies