Drudging the Mire
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Listen to me! I am another spitting mouth Screaming fickle wisdom Drowning in ego And monstrous contradiction I am the centre of the universe Narcissist in a cloak of vagueness I, rodent Another writhing body in the rotmass Who won't stop pulling, screeching Biting, thrashing Another carrier of the plague Another beast of the world Listen to me! I hate rats
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 13, 2026
Wraiths of the war shadow Lifeblood of the regime Rumble in the revolution star Destroyers of worlds The faceless one Sign with a cross Moat of polished wood Ink well of blood Ghosts behind the brand Destroyers of worlds The left hand knows That the right hand is reaching Taking, raping Moat of polished wood Ink well of blood The cannibal caste Destroyers of worlds Upon the polished wood* Gilt framed portrait Two children smiling In the left hand And the right hand Is reaching to sign with a cross
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 13, 2026
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And man-kind will prevail A kind of man Bloated flesh sweating Beneath the thin membranous skin Stunted shrivelled limbs draped in clammy folds Twitching hands emerging Three quivering weedy fickle fingers Single knuckle nails in long flake curls No opposable thumb Blind eyes are behind fused lashless eyelids Pebble teeth in soft gums Dormant tongue Silent larynx Robotic hand inserts drip Conveyor delivers food sacks The creature grows The waste pump activates Foetus grows in artificial gestation sack Born onto chute Delivered to console Pneumatic hand inserts drip Virtual green earth Perpetual daylight Abundant water No rain Blue sky Men haul floor length cocks Women gyrate with wasp waists Ten fingers Ten toes Purchase voice Chemical orgasm injection Activate dna exchange Propagating the brain-sack farm For the survival of the race To preseve the mass consciousness Of the passive-mind creatures The dream of sex and war No longer mammal The last generation Now a century old Were the first generation The earth outside belongs to order bluttodea One foraging insect crawls into fever factory Global shutdown Brain-sack extermination
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 13, 2026
Remark the witch! The woman who dared defy Bound to the mighty spear That pierces the gentle sky Hear her scream As a woman should Arms twisted, shackled around The mighty column of the witch-hunter Building, rising, swelling Mighty spires up on high How pleased they are to penetrate the sky Remark the bitch! The woman who dared defy For her there is no place Where her words are not the voice of her face Ane her every breath And herridan voice, is hers by gift of mercy To the precious womb Building, rising, swelling Mighty spires up on high How pleased they are to penetrate the sky Remark the witch! The woman who dared defy Now must build a mighty spire And she must build much higher to be free The fate of the witch Is emulation of man For she is neither madonna nor whore
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 13, 2026
Fools ever clambering for the pulpit A moment's thought is a lifetime wisdom Dress fickle desire in a cloak of philosophy Paint your brown fur with peacock colours Seek meaning or seek notoriety The search for purpose is an endless plummet So build a bridge of borrowed words And tell us what you have made Speak Flock to herd is pack They run and always bleating Speaking Speak See how the dancer twists and coils Before its audience of comrades and strangers Draws aside the shimmering veils To reveal a cloak of rhetoric Malformed cretin bandaged in words And the spirit quivers Curled foetal within a womb of pretence Flock to herd is pack They run and always bleating Speaking Speak Behold! It is louder than thunder, the great quake The earth trembles at the mighty roar of the parrot flock A war of regurgitation forms an ocean of bile Flock to herd is pack They run and always bleating Speaking Speak
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 13, 2026
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