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theresa the tree Jun 2014
“you shall carry my bones up from here” (Genesis50:25)
yea Little nymph of numbers has six teeth each with ******-chic epiphanies
protrusion of epiphyses thirsty for a fresh bonejuice deathblast
stringy strung theoroized skelecoded out arieal fractal sonix
lix hits antigravity dreambeats chew on infra-red-infractures
to explosively burn constellations out into dust bowls all heavily cranio-******
up with a soul narrowed down to a skelleconex technoillogical prototype
a freshly teased nanoNymph_2.0 osteo-tissue paper thin prototype
designed to bemuse, amuse and be a muse to forgotten infinite epiphanies
endlessly download digitisternums, clavicles whatever desired by the cranio- ******-
enough to risk phantom organic pain in time to playback biofeedback turnt up to deathblast
It’s the artificial cardiaudio arteries show featuring manibrium marrow leakage from infra—red-infractures
and six skinny feminine femora to sing blackened covers of diva demeter love sonix
diamond data mapped thick with smokey persephone bloodkiss shadow sonix
peruse the meanderings of the nanoNymp2.0 a double(triple) pianissimo prototype
fragile: prone to falling (ie) misunderstanding sharp blades pulled from infra-red-infractures
***** bonebuzzed off nothingness nectar numb drunken epiphanies
triangulated ossification between 1st 2nd and 3rd eyes lead up to deathblast
fossilized iconoclastic forethought will achieve status of cranio-******
this poem has no need to lobotomize fetal craniotomies; it’s all cranio-******
betwixt BANG BANG banging is clatter clix scatter bone-dance sonix
electricity sings in the key of major deathblast
crack open a bone on a nanoNymph skelleconex system and a replacement will be sent of the latest prototype
well calculated little nanoNymph’s all programmed  to know as why approached one, X approached ∞ -of cracked open epiphanies
triangle shaped fire, ▲shaped heart, equilateral to a dead sea, sacred geometric infraRed-infractures
biowired endless visions of these infraRed-infractures
Anthrenusverbasci (carpet beetles) eat away at bleached bone clean cranio-******
vertebrae of the Ouroboros eating itself epiphanies
grinding jaws brittle scurvy romantic-suicide die sonix
son of nyx an erubus have mercy installation psychopomp prototype
bring on one more broken septum to end =sempiternal deathblast
“bone of my bones” (genesis2:23) indeed; bring on an ablazed deathblast
fragmented spiraled and inside out infraRed-infractures
every one ends up broken, every bone of every prototype
smashed open coronal suture in everyone cranio-******
thanatos shadow between eros supraorbital sonix
godless and wandering without but epiphanies
soulless nanoNymph burns into dusty nothingness of a prototype
and the emptiness of silence is the deathblast sonix
some exposed spine litter vallies of dry bone epiphanies
Mateuš Conrad May 2016
honest to god, stay away from this horror island... stay away from this paedophilia haven that includes the parliament foremost, as the chieftains of practice... stay away from this wretched place, this ***** and Gomorrah.*

you ever live in a house with 30 other
migrants? yeah, near Valentines' Park,
spend the time trapped in a room
with your parents who decided to
"make a better life for themselves"
in a foreign country while John Paul Pope
became branded a saint rather than
the catalyst, a... i'm thinking of the word
donkey...  but it's a synonym of usurper...
ah... traitor! ever spend your childhood
in a house filled with adult men providing
for their children? spending your childhood
with Sonix? i spent mine, taken out from
the mud-pit where i would have hardly
cared to be Barabas without a second thought
(i.e. a conscience); you didn't spend that time
in a house run by a Jew and a Tsarina of
polish descent... you didn't...
and you weren't deported having acquired
the tongue in order to unlearn it...
having only two books of the english tongue
to relearn it in order to go back,
and receive a smack on the head by a school friend
you played happy birthday to on the guitar
**** your fiance, who bore your child,
and who decided that being a lawyer he was
also the judge and jury and the executioner...
with god ****** his way into your life
with dislodged stars moving to no known
comet orbit... yeah, in the west we're all
given "a better life", justified with that famous
export to Iraq rather than Saudi Arabia
from where the culprits came...
so... now... say bye bye to genes, ethnicity and
Darwinism being fingerprinted.

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