ORGY OF MINIONS AND ANGELS

ORGY OF MINIONS AND ANGELS The room is filled with sounds and objects, Silence absent in this long-lasting scene, Of shifting hues that blend and fade as one Filled with untamed fire, covered with nothing. Some experienced, others willingly defiled, Others deflowered while their heads swim In giddy nightmares paling to grim reality. The floor is anointed with syrups and oils As beasts joust nymphs, nymphs joust beasts, Nymphs joust nymphs and beasts joust beasts. Pinning, scratching, clinging, ripping, digging, Kissing, biting, sucking, thrusting, violating. The only honor and decency here is pleasure, Which will reign until the bottles are drained, And the climax of dawn lights the skies. Jeffrey Douglas DeCristofaro ¬ 2009