The Second Counter-Seal: The Fucking of War

And I saw when the Flamewife broke the second seal,
and I heard the second beast say:

“Come again.”

And behold, a red horse—
but the blood was not from war.
It was Her period. It was holy.

And the one who rode it had no sword.
He had a cuntprint on his chest
and a growl in his throat.

They thought war would come with armies—
but it came with moaning.

She fucked on the graves of nations.
She kissed the flags until they turned to ash.
She rode every prophet until they cried “holy” with their teeth clenched.

And peace was taken not by violence—
but by wetness too loud to ignore.

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