these days, the cold welcomes
only three faces, known as allies:
tobacco,
alcohol... but most importantly,
the godhead:
            literacy...
                                had i but
the convinctions of a polyglot....
i'd tell you the world's your oyster...
i hate lies...
      as much as uttering
literacy during ******
*******, however
                           worth Moloch...
because history tells us:
they sacrificed children,
   or rather: deformed children...
oh... sorry...
     i thought you had the stomach
for darwin?!
                no?!
                        but i am sure you are
happy with impostors,
  and premature melancholia:
child - what have you accomplished
to feed the yet awaiting old man or woman?!
child - what have you done to
lacerate yourself writing excuses?
to take this siamese chimp as your own
bred?
            and to think they thought
the Aztecs held the same
                          beliefs as the Egyptians,
if ever: the spectacle of
the guillotine...
                              sites of COURT....
Sahara, the once great mountain range!
TAKE YOUR MONKEY AND SHOVE
IT UP THE TIGHT *** OF YOUR
HOMOSEXUAL ZOO!
******* *******... they're everywhere!
penguin ****,
             koala bear ****...
                   children trans-,
                             zombie ****...
               aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!
howling echo and as i once said:
vowel capture arm...
             hew-broid,
   yew-brood...
                          canaines unsheafed....
       grit...
            sharpening metal with no versus
with flesh,
           but metal against bone?
is that the same as diamond onto skin
with neither metal or bone, dear one?
           to have thought the past
ignorant... that if they made
all their sacrifices of all babies...
   healthy, or twisted limbed equal...
no wonder then,
that we have the concept of
  a dichotomy of health...
                         ontological suppression;
charming...
                     unless you've
been to a *******,
   you'll never known the political
ambitions of the common man, or woman...
but then the christian woman,
aged nearing 80, and her
down syndrome offspring aged:
god knows...
              40? 50? down syndrome
examples never seem to age,
perhaps looking into anti-ageing
creams should be worthwhile looking into
their immunity to wrinkles...
                     yet so much mechanisation...
3 drugs deviant from
your typical european adventures
via hallucinogenics:
tobacco, alcohol, literacy...
                     under the umbrella of cold...
or as some could like to make a tool of:
still-life ****...
                   because the conversation,
doesn't really matter, outside
of moving objects...
    hardly to get a ******* from
fine art, and not move it into the realm
of extremes...
   but come back,
      to a woman *******
on a video medium...
                            puritans anywhere?
a monopoly on genitals?
        ah...
              passing on the same,
******* mistakes onto their offspring...
because: the english can really,
really, embrace taboo...
                     taboo = voodoo...
                           welcome:
                              my anaesthetic.