Parasitic, pathogenic, permeable membrane,
No one else can think the same,
No one else can write this book,
Most of them don't dare to look.

Monstrous, mutating, miracle shame,
The only one to breath the name,
Crushed under a secret square,
They're all gone to my despair.

Beautiful, brilliant, baby boy,
To what do I owe the joy?
Holding hips and meeting lips,
Silent beds that rise and dip.