We two are sumo wrestlers, wedging between the nooks of one another’s flesh with all the force of Venus’ atmospheric pressure, panting like carnivorous bovine animals as we fight to resist our expulsion from the ring.
This is what it must’ve felt like to exist as the Minotaur, Asterion, before he was slain into non-being by
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Love and Astrology, also right-on.
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