unlike ther germanic tribes:
the slavs concern themselves
with a basis: asia comes prior
to africa...
      with whatever discussion
is worth having...
         and i abide to a credo
that doesn't draft so many,
*******, traitors...
                   "cenobites" of
urbane living...
                        i remain crude?
rudiment bound?
             well: can't speak of man
if not gravitating to hog filfth...
every hear the story of the retreating
German army and the invading
Soviets?
    how the Soviets managed to
conjure women in the form of goats?
silly: "little" men aged 16...
how the Mongols now seem
feeble...
              almost worth having
a human heart...
            switch of the evidence of
the Swedish deluge:
   and look at Sweden now...
      am i to: play out a stigmata?!
but then of course
i am to be without history!
i am to be clean from a history
from a nation:
  a pronoun neutrality in terms
of *** cooling language use...
        can that iota please become
σ? a res totum?
            and that's a pronoun
neuter of... what?
            i am neutral in what
does not allow being inconvenient
about: having to challenge...
                an african genesis
does not belong in my history...
asia on the counter point does...
               i can sow my uncle
with idea, and he can sow me his,
so we agree:
       perhaps it's just catholic
*******... but then again:
  i better deal with the catholicism in
excess than listening to Islamic adhans...
    i can stomach the catholicism
but i just can't stomach
the: Islam...
                   after all...
there's no point in a history in
the present that can't be made manifest
while protesting in forgetting a history...  
and keeping it intact...
       what point is there in keeping
a history while at the same time forgetting it?
the incredulity of language
used being asked for a credulity
of use per se:
            has no fathoming
of ascribing a heart to
          any focused aim outside
the aim of:
                      a focus outside
a focusing of an aim...
        to ascribe an aim with a worth
of heart...
            an emptying of an *****
outside the mere rhythmic beat
of the unconscious ***** worth a surgeon.
the mere story my grandfather
had of: herr bitte bonbon...
   and watching the soviet
teens sleep with goats in the stables...
     affairs of the heart
are best lest making affairs of
at least a memory: rather than
   allowing a love to take place
in order to:
         not allow man to learn
   lament, and instead: learn
                of regret and:
  the inhibited turn of phrase:
               you and your lack of a butcher's
tact: at butchering my soul,
   having the
                   hope of a surgeon's scalpel
precision.