The idea...
Let's unflesh our puppets.
Our dolls and other toys.
In a short breath.
Which satisfies us.
Wound!
These grandiose, ferocious monkeys.
Form the circle.
In big drops.
I drank the mothers' milk.
br/>Seen the bitter bells.
Melt, macabre take over.
Our era, like a sincere man.
I am a perfect being, modeled, tamed.
I don't know how to walk, nor remember who you are.
I won't talk to you anymore, the words suddenly tear me apart.
The smell hits me My throat and the silence belongs to me.
My throat, in silence.
The void oozes, the jasmine even in our vaginas.
I dreamed so little, thought so little.
May my head be turned towards the heavens.
I would have caught my eyes pearling, getting salty.
The betrayed will be well guarded.
Here we are, slaves !
Human cyst offers to uterine world.
Necroses of ashes.
Preparing each mouth for corpse.
Each strain into slaves.
Guests of moments.
Devoured with jealous elegies.
Recaptures of plaintive heresies.
Being of a moment, think of his thoughtless life.
Amniotic fields accelerate the frenzied urge.
To brush, to feel, selfishness.
Philistines, philistines, our laughter becomes echoes.
Our step is heavy, dull.
Judge of your skin: the sun seems much more cruel.
We close our eyes.