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May 2018
/ode to winrich von kniprode: bo polska: to jak kat, bez, niż przed: zło-wroge kazanie o samo-władze.

the part where they say
"who cares about your feelings?!"
the adhan...
synonymous with:
oh god forbid the next
pop song akin to
the teutonic: salve regina!
  because who is to usurp
a fidelity of a jewish brigida
with a christian
    cockroach slithering?
        the same the adhan
and the same the monkish chasm
of a slumbering requiem...
   and that's because there's
a cul de sac of argument:
NEVER, EVER,
   RETREAT FROM WHAT
MUSIC PRESCRIBES,
   HIGHEST MEDICINE
ABOVE PRAYER...
        what have you?!
              whatever prayer
i said, one song woke my slumber
heart to authenticity,
and carved from a rock:
a ladden wreath of commerce...
to you, darting shadow,
i leave a homage of a patron
heart made homage..........
konrad von jungen...
   srogo gniew pana na
niby rod wybrany gana:
do, i, od obory, warte schu!
homage in shadows...
      the rest, retort to tourism,
and exemplifying: CAMBRIDGE!
CAMBRIDGE!
intellectual retards...
     ****-wit-chicken-scratching...
dotted pigments...
    Winrich von Kniprode...
Matteo Ruda Brudy Wąs...
tabelle ohne "ausgebrochen" schenkelß...
AND, WHO?!
GIVES A TOSS WANT OF
CINNAMON FLOSS TO
MAKE ADMIRATION OF...
THINKING?!
last time i heard, i didn't
cry because i heard a sermon,
but... a song...
and subsequently i "heard"
no song, when i...
   "understood" it...
        thing about giving a ****
about feelings...
people do not cry from
a thinking being expressed...
a song?
   **** me...
    disney! disney!
                 rat nibbling
intellectualism...
******* unions of those
who might cry at talking...
hermaphrodite...
  what's that?
  trans-trans-gender?
              ******* quack worth of
quadratic?
              i love the counter
though to: who the hell cares
what you feel...
with...
  and who the hell cares...
what you think,
giving you,
      the alles-fresse?
   if you think so little of my
emotions,
why mind my punch,
when i'm supposed
to think "so" much of your
thoughts, dated,
and made entombed in
propaganda talk?
    WHO IS TO BE MADE
WRONG BY FEELING
WHILE SUBSEQUENTLY
BE MADE RIGHT BY "THOUGHT"
IN SPEAKING?
   divine is the talk of
tears from song...
  than, in the alchemy
of the Graeae from mere...
"thought"...
    for people who
apparently do not
care what people feel...
hardly a reason to
apparently concern what
one thinks...
within the confines of
making such concerns:
   invasive,
      and by translation,
sole testimony,
a version of: "talk"...
     free speech ≠ dialectics;
rigour of...
    unquestioned
   assurences...
          undistuped anaesthetic
   coverts of:
  next Sunday.
Mateuš Conrad
Written by
Mateuš Conrad  36/M/Essex (England)
(36/M/Essex (England))   
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