FINISHING FORMATTING (40 p5)

FINISHING FORMATTING (40 p5)

Mother and daughter engage
in lesbian ecstasy
a Flux and I watch.

Flux and I double penetrate
both mother and daughter,
separately and then in unison.

An orgy of four occurs.

The twins only cry tears of joy
and keep smiling pure bliss
at being allowed to record
this Holiest of Holy occasions.

Land is most important.

The holy temporal family orgy finished,
Flux marches back to position
as I commandeer the main console.

The twins fuck Flux,
maintaining our masculine aura.

The nuns appear at the doorway,
one protecting the mother,
the other protecting the daughter.

Lilith enquires, "You aren't coming?"

I confess, "I can move faster than our nuns now."
But Flux and the twins will remain,
the twins until the last possible moment
when I will pull them out to safety."

Lilith's eyes widen, "You're not serious?!"
She knows my next course of action.

I inform, "Honey, by now you should have realized;
I'm always serious."

Punching in the command codes
of my Merovingian-Oracle nature,
I set the timer to fifteen minutes.

Flux and I stare at one another momentarily,
as it is highly unlikely we will meet again.
We salute in unison.

Less than a century of labor
in a hypocrisy of love
is nothing to a millennium of MY TYRANNY.

There is no going back.
There is no return.

There is only my reign.

I command the computer,
"Self-Destruct Now."