westid

i break off a piece of my soul and i take it to the mastodon. she is omnipotent before me, i feel her gaze extinguish all that i am and so i get down on my knees. with both hands holding up high over bowing head what i’ve broken off, i thee impart as telekinesis lifts that soul segment away

and then

and then

and then

my body recoils all over … she projects into my mind her appreciation, and then comes the sweetest reward for my divine offering

and down i skydive from heavens above into purgatory’s pit. my skin starts to go dirty and decadent i just fucking roll around in it because i’m a creature all the more i give myself away