One day in this world ,
I embarked on the ship of lost souls
of a non binary society ...
A female comes up to me and said :
"Rid me of this filthy object distorting
my inside,its not my project anymore ! "
I saw the jolly pope passing by ,
dressed in a jellabah and wearing a kippah,
bearing his cross at the gaypride mass ...
I contemplated the barren harvest ,
overgrown into weeds ,
that shadows smoke to forget
the roots of evil ...
One day in the world ,I witnessed invisible actors,
declaiming the burlesque text of a non-existent
director, in front of an memoryless mumies audience...
Everything ,thinkable,disposable and shaggable ...
What's the point of going back to the lie of the reason
to make oneself heard on the ship of lost souls ?
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Author:
lorenz (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: January 11th, 2024 10:26
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Comments2
The story of Sodom and Gomorrah comes to mind more and more often lately...
a poor society deprived of conscience !
Powerful
Thank you Thomas !
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