Further Contemplation

No alteration on human physiology

can evict this frustration

my dreams hover close to futility

and what more irresponsible

than aiding this humanity

in felony

more sickly conscioius

of all the more sickly accomplished

and further burdened

by awareness

to a point of weightless insomnia

Neither is this dismay,

lapping up my pride

from where others spit

is my answer to the call

of social responsibility

and further you away from me

with these words of courtesy

for I had this notion

that a feeling is to be considered

collectively

that you should care for my thoughts

and if you agreed or had sympathy,

such an opinion

would count for something

and other such idealistic gibber

Nah, fuck all

and fuck is stabbing;

penetration, you cunt you

No deranged form of ambition has surveived

my trespassing passion

effeminate softness

felling the rationality

that should've governed my thought

No, no ambition could

and heed this absurdity

of my staining words

and tabooed contemplation;

you will blame in the end

and yes, there should have never

existed a kin for me

no plural for such obscenity

but you let the world be

littered with pens and paper

and your pretensions keep you

from cutting my hands and tongue

yes, the devil lives in the truth

and alas, the truth can't be cancelled

it is the way things are

but then you can and must righteously say

you are my enemy

and that vengeance is the reason

I write these things

to soothe a trauma

derived from original sin

that my roots are in debauchery

that will ultiamtely

be banished by god

that god's omnipotence

has ordained me

to try your faith

by the strength of which

you oppose every argument

I in my malign imagination concoct

abstract conceptual schemes

to cut down your dreams

and that dreams should always fly

even if we dream of what we can't want

But there is obviously

a border between you and me

on my side of which

all sentiments are false

and all my statistics misinterpreted

even my wounds are all misconcieved

and only the insult you suffer here

is plausible

and I can't be insulted

and I can't be insulted

thrice would make it true

but you will too

and work for me

when you state your complaint

against what I just said

for the mere fact that you got insulted here

cancelled my right to be insulted in return

nor to begin with

it couldn't have been justifiable

but do ask your god,

your egalitarian authority,

the ever evading mystery
you hold so dear

why I have come

with the power

to thus disturb you.