The beast\'s innards stirs like a ravenous ogress.
It still smells of fats and fate ...
Rush hours for cacaphonous dinosaurs...
A midnight demon hides its murderous reflection
in lunar mirror .
Compulsive loony you immolated the impure poet
on Ostia beach .
condemning him to eternal return .
the sex pistols hangs over the capitol .
Its time to choose your ready to die .
another morning where the audience wearing
their psychotic\'s masks ,will applaud
the early riser to perform under the subway...
The beaten dog waits its unfaithful master .
Too late for a metaphysics of fluids ...
I \'m going to martyr\'s square have a coffin .
Weary ambiguities emerge from the night
of a city that doesn\'t dream ...
sodom\'s smooth voices whispers
grotesque insanities to me ,
cloaked in airy cardinal\'s robes...
May the wine of your hellishness be done
devouts of the great Babylon !
The beastial black hole is relieved of its torments.
To each of those looks that say
only what they don\'t want to hear .
I scream : \'\' Father bless them for having lost their face ! \'\'
This serves as testimony before a lethal embrace
with my therapist .
On Ostia beach I stagger under the anti-social taboo
of my inspired cadaver ...