attractive to die under punishment of death
Hypocritical orations through every breath
that hunger for ordered existence
takes more than a standing presence
feels like im fit to do penance
for my mothers lack of credence
her brown hair splayed on the
flat point of a perverse american
falic symbol of sex
my father single mindingly ravaging her
to bring forth the complex creature
of zygotian forthcomings
This is why i persist in running
and keeping a face to disguise
before to many realize the truth
that floats an evil mass behind dark
smoked glass of my fronted personae

11/09/2001

Posted on 11/09/2001
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