Godhead of a rejected piece of an elderly authority
Oddly looks up to a carbon beauty's hydrogen
Dirt originated body, conscious sprout from a single scar
Disregard from misprogrammed homo-machinery
Ill formed laughter breaking out of senile gods
Sow gleaning the past of their created creatures
Deeply peeking their hesitantly locked lead-lock
Anger-threshold of an intellect-free damage-chop
In the midst of many unknown dust-husks scours
Nudely a harsh-sweet sandpaper faced body
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PoetryAz undor vetülete hiányos elménk árnyékára. Gehirnspucke aus der Kehle meiner Seele.
