Monologue

Alicia Monologue from Household Gods: A Comedy

From Household Gods: A Comedy by Aleister Crowley

female · dramatic · 1:08 min

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No! your Adela lies With arms thrown back, head tilted, open thighs. Her lips flame out like poppies in the dusk. The breeze brings back to us a scent of musk. Her mouth is oozing kisses! (CRASSUS: Filthy harlot!) I never fed on a superber scarlet. And look! the wonder of plumes that foams upon Her tidal breast - oh, but a swan! a swan! A swan snow-white with his sole scarlet hidden In the abode forbidden! O but his eye swoons as his broad beak slips Within her luscious lips. O but - I cannot see - I long to die Alike for wonder - and for jealousy! (CRASSUS: Vile, filthy whore! I'll catch you at it.) Soft! See how his feathers hold her soul aloft!

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20s · longing · jealousy · love · desire · betrayal

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