The Goddess’ Body
The pure girl walked
From Río Vena to Burgos’ Cathedral
To hear the twelve o’clock mass
Celebrated by the Archbishop.
Behind her followed
A young man who had been courting her
Since they left the Comuneros Institute
To go to the University.
He kept saying to her:
-Our Father God
Who art in heaven…
What a beautiful girl
What beautiful eyes!
Your ass is a swallow’s nest
Where my little bird dreams of nesting.
The girl became arrogant
As if she were a thirty-year-old woman
When she was nineteen.
She said to him:
The garden that I have
The one you call a swallow’s nest
Has many names
And the one that best suits it
Is “the ruin of men.
I hate my female form
For the God who made us
Or whoever was her master
Made me with a split ass
And there, in her two assholes
King Cupid places his flag
Like the Carthusian monks and nuns
They take up their half-sheet
To light up their nights of meaning
As it happened to Saint John of the Cross
And Saint Teresa of Jesus.
I don’t want to get married.
I want to remain single
To dress saints and pray
To the Virgin of Consolation.
However, as I believe
In that true song that says:
“You must love the one who loves you
And love whoever loves you.
I’m going to let you
Put your joint up to my arsehole
So you can see what a drag I take
And what smoke it makes
When I open and close it.
Through the passageway that runs
From Calle La Paloma to Llana de Afuera
Next to the Flora’ s fountain
She bent down very cautiously
As if she were going to pick up a stone
Showing him the pussy
That was without textile
As was necessary
Taking advantage of him
To put the joint in it.
With her anus
She didn’t take one drag
But three.
Then he took the joint
That began to burn between her lips.
He said to her:
-I know you’ll never be my girlfriend
Because you want to remain chaste and pure.
I’m very grateful to you
Because this joint, now
Is doing me a lot of good.
Horror Sleaze Trash 