The Prophecy of Agnes

Blessed Art Thou Nipples...

"Charlie this is really creepy." Agnes voice quivered.
Her ant baby suckered on her right nipple and caressed
her breast with its antennea.

"Perry has beautiful eyes." Charlie remarked with a loving
fatherly smile. He gently rubbed the ant baby's belly.

"It's making my skin crawl. And there are little tentacles
in its mouth." Agnes stared into the black doll eyes of her
baby, searching for some emotion of love.

"Well, ants don't have teeth." Charlie replied and scratched
between Perry's antennae.


Reflection~ Is love skin deep?


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