NPPF: Preliminary: Honey Fish Taco

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>>> I haven't even been able to quite make out Shade's youthful head between
his Aunt Maud's thighs
yet. <<<

No free man needs a God; but was I free?
How fully I felt nature glued to me
And how my childish palate loved the taste
Half-fish, half-honey, of that golden paste.

Infinite foretime and
infinite aftertime: above your head
They close like giant wings, and you are dead.

Then read 139-56 as Aunt Maud molesting him as he lay on his bed watching
the clockwork toy:

One foot on the mountaintop.
One hand under a panting strand.
dull throbs in my Triassic
icy shiver down my Age of Stone

But like some little lad forced by a wench
With his pure tongue her abject thirst to quench,
I was corrupted, terrified, allured,
And though old doctor Colt pronounced me cured
Of what, he said, were mainly growing pains,
The wonder lingers and the shame remains.