Monday 15 January 2007

27. Untitled

1.

Babe into boy and man into toy
I don't understand why you didn't realise
That you've rented a torture device

Let's all build a nuclear grave
To bury the living and enslave their graves
No more class one aces and helping hands to revolutions.

Yet I cannot justify myself to any great extent
For I too am pitiful, as the next
Digested in a belly full of plastic laptop ploys and charades.

2.

Static virility, you are nothing more than a financial amount
Accounting to the distracted, requiring prof from your reflecting castle.

3.

One track onto four tracks
Simply not subtle so don't come back
Switch off! Please switch what you are off!
Return to receive your children.

4.

Maternal chains
She has pains
Still she never complains about...
...the humdrum existence
The nuisance of it all
Doesn't mind the stains
But gropes my charity
In her homeland.

5.

Let us toast, ladies and gentlemen
The whore, the victim, the sinner, all winners
It has to be someone, somewhere
How you stare into vague responses
Your shit pit concerns me not

be thankful therefore, tonight and also for a long time to come
That The Fraudulent Ones are condemning elsewhere.

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