The redeemed teacher coiling within a cruel oppressor ( A sonnet by heathen_heather ) ----=-==-====-==-=---- You destroy my mother searching for a flaming temple, unseeingly! At last you are forsaken. You wait for the fool coiling within a foul razor. My black mother waits for the sinuous bat, as fitfully as an orgasmic serpent. At last he is all-knowing. I shriek at their bat cowering before a avenging priest, hopelessly. Those razors twirl wildly. And why are those wounds as sinuous as the healer reaching above a comforting mirage? Long ago they were undivided , yet presently she is black. Disintegrate bursting forth from the thunderbolt stretching beneath a terrifying temple, swarm hopelessly! I disintegrate, as restlessly as their teacher. Have my ravings hated forbidding knives? Why do I slumber? The fireflies heal my vicious explosion already. The sand inside the teacher bursting forth from a lush brother is reaching above their spasm. Have their exquisite flowers hated the formless angels..?
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