Come herds

The most inexperts



Burned and reeked like a scarecrow

To banish the patencies far

Some watery creatures

To live full of patience

So strange from distant view..

Fuck!!!



Eat them All!!

A new Saturn!



With sounds they communicate

And bow with some papers

The vine tree grows up free

Let all the wine for the privileged maggots

Moderated with qualms



Deprive all the lust and the passion

From a differ man



A dead march, a cosmos

A breath with no air

When birds sing



For irrational joy....