7. You May Eat Me

The Story Must Be Told

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Arts

4.8 • 530 Ratings

🗓️ 13 March 2018

⏱️ 20 minutes

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Summary

civic duty binds us once as citizens, and twice as lovers. we are beckoned by nation to hoist standards, mouth recitations, and adore patriarchs, yet we know the cost. big truths consume the lesser truths, make stool of abandoned precepts. every lie is first a truth defeated; every sin a virtue rejected. oo it gives me a phlegmy goo, right in my chest. Invocation Psalms: “Boy Shakes / Squish Fists” Liturgical Reading: “You May Eat Me” Concluding Prayer we adore the body of government, and we sup of its frothy milk. we piss of pride, weep of citizenship. all nations fall, and the Story spreads plague-like among the debris. spread yon eagle to its healthy protrusions.

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0:00.0	Oh, a pressure builds and e the throbbing engulfs, may we delight in the release of this
0:29.6	statement of wretched supplication.
0:33.6	The story must be told. The story must be told.
0:39.9	The story must be told.
0:44.6	By the lusty dreams of St. Petrarch,
0:49.8	the erotic, bestial paintings of Marquaret of Constantinupil,
0:55.9	and the goopy thumb smears of the children trapped c cage-like in the den of embalming,
1:07.6	we remember our place before the story, always supplicating, never crying, and curious for the glory which intoxifies.
1:19.6	A psalm is now ready to enter us, clad in but the truth of words, and humming with the pulse of vigor.
1:33.3	Two shakes per boy, the showman shouted, crazed and staggering drunk bacchanalia, excited the father, holding tight his fists behind his back.
1:54.4	His daughter beamed, what delight, a game at the hands of the father, the man.
2:00.0	Is it a nickel? Close, screamed the father, the man. Is it a nickel?
2:01.5	Close, screamed the father.
2:04.1	He squished her fish into his fists.
2:07.2	She was in for a surprise.
2:10.9	Thank you, dear reader, for such profundity.
2:16.6	You know which words tease us and which set our groins to bloody swelling.
2:24.6	By the graces of which we congeal, the story must be told.
2:31.3	The story must be told. The story must be told.
2:40.0	And the first letter pulled from the greasy swamp of desire
2:42.0	we readeth now. You may eat me
2:45.2	by sweet frog yellow nails. Yellow Nails.
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