Sequence 4 - First Tasting Of Faecal Matter / Cycle III - Man-machine
Anorexia Nervosa
Lonely, knelt down the bench, in the park,
tears came from my eyes...
A fowl came to shit on me/"You are on our side!"
I came back everyday,& talked to them...
Until the Demiurge get rid of them...
Caught by a racinian paralysis...
The absence & loss of the balance notion /
The hangman went back to work...
seeing my fear, an angel wanted to leave his wings to me...
Beaten up & the mob doesn't think about me...
They won't free me...
I wanted to head for my mirror & cruelty mask...
My face was nothing but the most sordid animality...
I rushed for the window to howl to the mob my difference...
As I noticed I had no more tongue...
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