The Discarded

Blind toothless creatures from the underarms
      of cannibalistic cave-dwellers,
Breathing underwater fish-men blow each
      other and remain closed off,
Dim burning desires written about until
      they lose all concrete meaning,
Dogs barking from within my loins call out
      for howling inadequacies,
Digging diamond lizards use whip-like tongues
      for sadistic pleasures,
Creeps trying to legitimize their deceased
      ways and values,
Children with money and candies in their
      dreams,
And the return to the womb with all of the
      creature comforts,
Little girls playing with baby dolls and pink
      plastic castles,
Bringers of discontent,
Losers of life,
Fore-bearers of disrupted tranquility.
We fuck them for ignorance rules our sense,
And our senses rule our emptiness.

A voyage to lands unexplored, antipodes of the mind,
Looking forward to the death confrontation.
Is dissolving peacefully only a dream?

Evil

Damn plasticine children keep trying to drain me of my vital fluids.
There is a sickness diffusing through this place like none other.
Caught in the game without a mending heart.
Three-eyed operators and sure-thumbed money bags fuck me,
Without permission,
No escape from the blood bath.
Futility Resonates.