justify!

if not what she does, what she doesn't. she is a pinched valve, she has to take something to give. she used to think so. now she for sure knows. contraindications: she cannot maintain an erection or give birth.

alone is no burden. alone is just fine. it is less of nothing.

it would be satiating to break the seal and forfeit the warranty on it. to void her nothing. but it is like waiting for reincarnation. on that day will be candles and cake which we will eat them both. the fall will be with one step backwards and she will lie supine showing blooded gums and canines, no broken bones.

the choice: she can follow her umbilical cord right back to the minotaur. or she can stay. and she can stay but why, wherefore, and by what name do you call the scent of lure that it smells fouler? and can the sky be shaded from her so she does not have to yearn to bite it? she has wit and sharpness and a lizard's third eyelids but her heart inside her is stuffed and trussed with bacon, her tongue salted.

alone is just fine.