let your indulgence set me free

It's a mistake to deny hunger. The urge to eat, the urge to save, each one desire; it crawls in him (I crawl in him) and looks out through his eyes as he listens to the rain falling.

His master tells him that his desires must be positive, that he must want to rather than want not to.

He cuts us down by the hundred and hates us for being honest. I lick my lips inside him as he begins to taste the world.

I come out of him and spread across his face in a mask.

It's an improvement.

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