Masochistic Coprolagny

I look this myalgical world

through a grimy reticulate,

the truth is now upon

the shapes of things to come

Spread your dried legs

to the will of a murky pleasure

and then unleash the decency

into your global midden

How horrible could it be

if you stand and look inside

the faces of the Deep?

I eat and fuck your shit

and strain toxic piss,

you should rather be ashamed

of what you've eaten

Since anamnesis with malignancy,

you've cauterized a mark on my skin

untill the final catamnesis:

just the pathetic occlusion

of a clinical conformity

I am a psychological abomination,

the scum spinning inside vains

because you can't stomach

all that you fear...

all that you think insane