(Inspired by the poem of J.M.Rymkiewicz) 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