Poezie

De bestiarum morem

1 min lectură·14 februarie 2005

Mediu

[critical condition playing clear our lack o’ time

none of us that’d walk on water

Nietzsche’s full post-mortem done]

D’you know where you’re going? How ´bout

where you’ve been, huh?

Chewing up monoxide here’ve

seen it all green, honestly, thrown back to the lions’ den

ape Americana leading

forth the filthy beast parade out of breast

support down to

neon jungle avenues

´haps on early morning flights

or by train the show goes on

so it must, yeah, there’s no other in the moo way

for the herd...

Bite your tantrum coronets shooting jive on nicotine

sick of missing ribs and apples bad Allah’s behind turned black

where good Jahveh lost his teeth. Kindest of the bitter skins

[boy, you had to lose your head off]

Captain Mac’s on self-ignition: there goes planet boom

again...

On-hanging slander tones don’t match

should have somehow read temptation – I gather aids

unreal – let’s get coked with Ebola

at McDeath’s [indeed]

where men all stink, they say

and women only bleed.

[ooh yeah, and if you want the whole hand

Hell, be quick to deliver...]

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Axel Lenn. “De bestiarum morem.” Atelier, Poezie.ro, https://poezie.ro/atelier/axel-lenn/poezie/106230/de-bestiarum-morem

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