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Apr 2016
Had *** with
42 so far.

37 women,
7 lovers
5 classmates
4 mature
3 teens
9 married
3 pregnant
1 nun
2 maoists
3 online friends.

3 men,
1 a step brother
1 middle aged
1 *** worker.

2 eunuchs,
beautiful ones.

1 beast,
a goat, for sure.

the forty-third one
came later.

he/she had
two mouths
for *******.
they remained

in place of
the *****/******,
a part of the brain
pushed its way through.

in place of the nose
was a *****.
a bad case of phimosis.
many times
it gasped for air
short of breath.

in place of the eyes
were two vaginas.
one of them
blinded forever.
the other
filled to brim
with the longing of
an unclaimed body
for identification.

i asked the 43rd person.

“how can i *******?
i am not aroused
by you.”

43 retorted.

“i am the one
******* you,
not the other way around.”

the water sports began.
it lasted three days
and three nights.

all the rains that
rained on the earth
were reclaimed.

the tempest
and the lightning
drove away
whatever was alive
on the earth
or about to be formed
or already formed.
the terrified fetuses
began to devour
the mothers from inside.

when my body
was retrieved,
the head of *****
gobbled up by fish,
i found on it
42 wounds.
Written by
kingjones  Kochi Kerala India
(Kochi Kerala India)   
   Busbar Dancer
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