Never one to hold back, here's a tale from the master, Vigilio Piñera -
INDESTRUCTIBLE UNION
Our
love is going from bad to worse. It's slipping from our hands, our
mouths, our eyes, our hearts. Her breast no longer takes refuge in mine
and my legs no longer run to her. We have come to the most terrible
thing that could happen to two lovers: we turn away from each other. She
has taken off my face and throws it on the bed: I have taken off hers
and violently thrust it into the space left by mine. We won't watch over
our love any longer. How sad for us to go our separate ways.
Still,
I haven't given up. I see a simple solution. I've bought a drum of tar.
Having guessed my intention, she undresses in the blink of an eye.
Immediately, she submerges herself in the viscous fluid. Her body
undulates in the black thickness of the tar. When I figure it has
impregnated the deepest recesses of her body, I order her to get out and
lie down on the marble tiles of the garden. I, in turn, submerge myself
in the saving tar. A burning sun blazes over our heads. I lie down at
her side; we join in tight embrace. It is noon. Making a conservative
estimate, I expect that by this afternoon, we will have consummated our
indestructible union.
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