January 10th, 2005

  • bardia

Mental masturbation

The provincial find refuge in the aura of the sophisticated,
always replicating actions never following the beat of their own vision,
never let someone distort your vision,
I have my way and you have yours,
have you seen the path to the devils rose,
everywhere it can be found,
in all and none,
in you my friend in mother and son,
in tall and large in the damned and blessed,
unfortunate is the man who has seen incest,
the devils rose withered infested by the holly hyena,
and I must stop typing cause my keyboard is drenched in Semen.