four sides of Flanders

Hold that fuck mind, await that fuck time, this the gallery of flesh.
Drunk the birth's blood, play the vic's part, rough toy for 20 bucks.
release sea like, to ants let's come tight, tis some mother's plight.
drop your shit grace, wonder your foot's place? you dream to shove like an ace !
hold the legs wide, dry of sex tide, the sick will provide the slide
oh fuck your mild god, meek at sex lords, yet this thy disciples horde
heads they try cut, babylon regrows part, cum on the sacred heart !
try not to act like, when shy your folds hide,violence in sex brights eyes
righteous the act's like, finger the poor cunt, better you and your aunt!!!
cover bed unders, done with vile wonders, walk limp the four side of flanders.


Copyrighted, apoet 30 NOV 2007
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unlike it's sisters, whom comes alive in darkness, they busk in the high of noon. Where the sun lid up the faces of seekers whom might be ashame. They come in noon waiting. Maggots dive in and out of the various heat holes, that human say it's houses. Would they be surprise to see the people in there... the ones that walk the city streets so clean and with honour. Will they be surprise to see their husbands there, collecting a fatal disease. There is a world that they do not know and am too wimp to know. Do not try to pretend you know, and try to get an association. The real do not talk. Unlike the fake who talk the walk. Thy sick purity is a stench to the hard-lines.

Bitter Jealousy

they who do not deserved and received. They whom speak in disgrace in the name of gods have been blessed. They who water not the fields with sweat nor blood hath reap sweets fruits. They whom hath not honour the gods have received their graces. And so HE shall re-just the balance tonight. ..HE shall leave for the brave of justice, of balance and to give what they have not received... pain and punishment.



..the bleeding has come to it's last ... the thaw is almost gone. almost done.

in queue

There are lot of people waiting. I wonder if there are actually standing or sitting or squatting.. But it seems there were all waiting. Almost stretching out their hands,.. and they stand one after another , in a queue. And along that line they stretch out their hands , for those things to come to pass.

Those things come at quite a speed, blades and all, coming fast towards the queue of reaching out hands... and it slices off . Those who did not reach out far enough only get part of their fingers sliced off, those who did far enough managed to get their hands sliced off. Thus shortening their reach. But these people are consistent. After some time, they will grow back these hands and start reaching out again, and those things would come and redo the slicing over again.

the call for the mad arab

IA! IA! ZI AZAG!
IA! IA! ZI AZKAK!
IA! IA! KUTULU ZI KUR!
IA! where of the earth black and off you have tread and wrote. And hath thee no protection from ANU? else how art thou be torn across the vast space of the outside? Of which hath thee kept closed? where the ancient ones lay alseep and awaits...or have thee left that to us along with thy unfinished words. I wonder at thy passing at the gate ARZIR, and indeed hath thou survive the realms of the foul IGIGI? ah, forgive me by motality a mortal. For I am with little manners, but words spoken ...with judgement. I sound the name of the commander of legions the wind demons as you did who fought the ancient tiamat alongside with marduk kurios, and it's name in fifth is luggaldimmerankia ! ! ! ! in which take me ! ! ! ! which you could have done?

the first leap

the walls tumbling down, loud thunders glooms above...and the ground cracked up so much, earth is in pain. And man colour the soil red and black by the nature of thier will and flesh of thier own. And pain wears everything. cries litter the streets and homes...the hopeless wail. and all is because, of the unbearing nature to disasociate .. reality daggers in deep.

Enough time has passed.

And the emerger is created. the first one who realise, the cause will see the lore and the retification , the first one as we saw it now, leap up across and above us, in such lightness that ALL admire. In a woeless manner it will fly, across and above human's web of mudane squbbles, useless plotting and banishing of each other , and many other mentality filth and disease.