My thoughts are carnal – abomination & hate
They're grown by the s(k)in – wrath flow through them
Sperm are chipping through them – the ego is growling
Cold air is hissing – in the lungs of my desire
They've got strong will – about spine's biting
Hairy muscle
A vile adviser
They're blocking reason – gums of rules
Are rotting – heart's pumping blood
In dry veins of words limbs are rejected
The tongue is breaking down
Glands producing white sweet mould
Wrath's storing black eggs in the spine of flesh
Seed's rotting separately – morality's rotting separately
Carnal thoughts refusing obedience to legs
Something's cracking and from open abyss
Flowing foamy stream:
Sperm
Blood
Phlegm

Deception humanism
Justified atavism
I relish your weakness
Septic stagnation

Will I suffer enough?
Living without will?
It's a shame to see a man
Addicted to balls whirl

Will you suffer enough?
Living without will?
It's a shame to see man
Addicted to vaginal skin