my long term subjects love me the most,
( as i lick the sweat from their thighs )
their helplessness learned by the edge and the
word and the lilt of my catered rehearsal.
in her eyes i am
God with a cock
and a maintained
desire for electromagnetic ejactile stimulus.
( as i lick the shock from her pain )
to him i am Pan
dripping candy ( as i lick the glee of his idolatry )
the shallow forms of
pity fled us all so long ago, leaving the
joyous void of desire limping sorely behind
( as i lick my burgeoning apathy )
the procedures
involved in their dominance came to
me on the wings of a cabled
angel, a voice like china in the
Liquid Age,
an exceptional reward for the diligence of my biological impotence.
( as i lick the evolution from their loins )
it often occurs to me that my children
are criminal by interpretation.
one day they will bear me a new messiah.
Birth sign: Taurus
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