i stopped telling people
meaningful things
when i heard too many
meaningless things
being said -
just as athos predicted -
the best advice:
is to give no advice -
and when asking
also giving advice
by the question alone:
to love a ******* -
what makes me
dis-similar from your
worship of christ?
to hunger one, fair enough,
to hunger
twice: by oliver's seconds:
now you're pushing it;
count the thrice?
now you hunger power,
and that's how the church
abides...
       who's fooling who?
the 266th pope **** the quest
for a ******?
      who's fooling who?
imagine! imagine!
a reinvigoration of the papacy!
a youthful pope!
             oh, right,
that already happened with
the pole...
        dumb-****-shattered halo
on me...
     i take me bride with
a prostitutes tongue:
and thus **** the lamp:
to enourage the goat to buck -
and charge against
the bull: horn-earned
buckle strong!
                 there in the
tomato mush of a spaniards'
song!
                gushing blood-red
flesh bled!
if i ever say to ever learn
i learn from athos:
the best advice is to give no
advice at all:
ants among ants with
the queen: of shooting
         at point-blank range,
make no conern for using
the guillotine to decapitate
the heads of aristocrats...
make better use of
the guillotine by putting
the tongues of priest,
bishop and cardinal tongues
into that ****** machinery
of executing mob wrath!
take to the guillotine with
the tongues of the priesthood
rather than the heads of
the arisocracts...
  for those who speak sweetly
are no more humble in mind than
those who speak an "authoruity" -
shame... they took to the guillotine
with heads in mind...
   like the hydra myth...
but what if they also placed
the tongues of priesthood
upon the same altar?!
   as a drunk musketeer said:
wasn't our common enemy
the cardinal richelieu...
well then, don't interrupt me drinking
you bunch of ponces
               and sacrificial lambs!