All that mattered boredom excluded
It had to go somewhere invisible
to die without pain
as quickly as possible.
(... Beard left uncultivated, the sheets stained with semen ...)
Looks into a local mongrel
come under his belt
like a kick in the balls and you bend
between alleys that burst of sparks and denials
wounded pride from low memory
(... At dinner you chew with your mouth closed
It does not make noise in hell for delicacy ...)
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