Lovecraft Letters 8: Squamous Quarantine

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"you got sensuous lips and eyes I wanna kiss those lucilicious lips of yours Did the lizard bite your nipples"
“you got sensuous lips and eyes
I wanna kiss those lucilicious lips of yours
Did the lizard bite your nipples”

DID THE LIZARD BITE YOUR NIPPLES?  IT’S VERY IMPORTANT THAT YOU TELL ME THIS, SENSUOUS STRANGER.  WE BARELY SHUT THE BLAST DOORS BEHIND US IN TIME TO KEEP THE SWARM OUTSIDE AND GET TIME TO BREATHE AGAIN, AND I NEED TO KNOW IF WE HAVE A LUCILICIOUS BREACH.  THERE ARE QUARANTINE PROCEDURES.  SENSUOUS QUARANTINE PROCEDURES.  THERE’S A SENSUOUS MITER SAW INVOLVED.

I WANNA KISS THOSE LUCILICIOUS LIPS OF YOURS, BUT I NEED TO KNOW FIRST: DID THE LIZARD BITE YOUR NIPPLES?  THERE’S ONLY A SHORT TIME BEFORE THAT ANSWER WILL DECIDE ALL OF OUR FATES.  THIS IS THE LAST HOLDOUT, THE ONE PLACE THE SWARM HASN’T FOUND YET AND MADE INTO ITS OWN.  IF THE SWARM ERUPTS HERE, THIS HAS ALL BEEN FOR SENSUOUS, SENSUOUS NAUGHT.  WE SHALL BECOME AS ONE WITH THE REPTILIAN CONSCIOUSNESS AND EMERGE FORTHWITH TO LAY LUCILICIOUS SWARM EGGS ACROSS THE LANDSCAPE.  SO I ASK WITH SENSUOUS URGENCY: DID THE LIZARD BITE YOUR NIPPLES?

I MUST KNOW WHETHER THE LUCILICIOUS CLAWING BENEATH YOUR SKIN AND THE GLEAMING FLICKER BEHIND YOUR SENSUOUS EYES REQUIRES SENSUOUS QUARANTINE.  MY SENSUOUS MITER SAW AND SENSUOUS STAPLE GUN ARE READY FOR YOUR LUCILICIOUS BODY.  I WILL PROTECT THE LAST TRACES OF HUMANITY FROM THE SQUAMOUS FUMES OF THE SWARM WITH THE SENSUOUS JOY OF QUARANTINE PROCEDURES, WITH YOU AT MY SENSUOUS SIDE, BECAUSE YOU’LL BE IN QUARANTINE.  SENSUOUS QUARANTINE.  IN CASE THE LIZARD BIT YOUR NIPPLES.

I AM IN THE THRALL OF THE SENSUOUS POWER OF YOUR EYES AND YOUR LUCILICIOUS LIPS.  THE SQUAMOUS GLOW OF YOUR LUCILICIOUS LIPS DEMANDS THE SURRENDER OF MY QUARANTINE PROCEDURES.  YOUR SENSUOUS EYES PEER INTO MY TOO-HUMAN SKINSACK AND FIND IT TRAGICALLY WANTING, FOR I AM EMPTY.  I ACCEPT THE GIFT OF YOUR LUCILICIOUS SWARM.  THE REPTILIAN CONSCIOUSNESS WILL FILL MY VELVETY SHELL WITH SENSUOUS SWARM EGGS.

THE LIZARD WILL BITE MY NIPPLES.

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Lovecraft Letters 8: Squamous Quarantine
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