crawl son, crawl to me
the enigma compared to judgement

two strangers tied together naked
this one louder and more dreadful than the first

by a decomposing corpse
blue vein dug out from my flesh

and suck everyone right away
a great wisdom, an economy of feeling

my pants down to my knees
this excitement should lead to sexual theory

massage each incrustation over their stiff smiles
gigantic wicker figures were crammed with human beings

a parody of respiration and speech
the subject is identifying two more blank spots

*

invoke some encompassing whole, a lower god
cold hands all over her body

no matter what this selfpreservation may cost
rubbing the asshole under and back

ambition follows a trajectory of eyes
much has been primed to be swallowed

a strange power of transference
his itching body interrogating her mouth

a violent death using intestinal tissue
rimmed pink, saucy, even coquettish

"darling, i know your mind."
drenched in sweat fragments of crackling gunfire

apparatus, instruments, techniques, machineries
an instructive book for humanity