IN THIS DARK CITY OF THE DEAD
           I AM A FREAK

NAKED,     
ALONE AND ALIVE IN IT…
AND INSANELY HORNY!/LUSTING
FOR THE S E E T H I N G        S T I N K OF THE DEAD/LUSTING FOR
THE HEAT
OF THE HOT STINK    OF VOMIT/LUST,                  LUST FOR THE DISGUSTING/AND
AROUND ME                                 IS THE ETERNAL SILENCE OF THE NIGHT/ DIM BLUE
MOONLIGHT/CEMETERIES ARE MADE NEW CITIES        OF DARKNESS
AND DEATH/..THE ENTIRE WORLD MADE DEAD               TO ME/ ..IN GRAVE
AND GRUESOME HISTORY                    AS GROWING GHOST CITIES
OF JUNK, REFUSE AND RUBBISH/THE DECAYING          AND WASTED FECAL
PAST IS ALIVE       AND REAL TO ME……/BROKEN
MINDS/BROKEN
WIND/BROKEN
DREAMS….

                          IN COLD AND BITTER DARKNESS…

                                              …..BUT ONLY THE DARKNESS WITHIN…/…

IN THIS HELL OF EVERLASTING NIGHT /MY CURSED AND BURNING EYES
SEE EVERYTHING
OPEN AND UNBLINKING…./.
THE WORLD MADE     AND REMADE     IN GRAVE AND GRUESOME HISTORY
AND SO I RESTLESSLY, EAGERLY
DIG AND DIG
INTO THE SOFT, DUG-UP
GRAVE I HAVE JUST FRESHLY ROBBED….
….MY OWN/

AND THERE I AM
SIX FEET BELOW../THERE I AM      DEEP IN DARKNESS
DEAD DOWN
IN THE SHADOWS/I DO NOT WEEP
AT MY OWN DEATH/NO/FOR I AM
NOT REALLY DEAD/NO/NOT REALLY…..I AM
NOT REALLY DEAD/…….JUST
BESIDE MYSELF WITH SICK ILLUSIONS OF LIFE…../

AND SO IT IS WITH
COLD
AND FOCUSED
DETERMINATION AND PATIENCE
I DIG DOWN INTO THE ROTTEN, REEKING SHADOWS/..
AND I FIND AND OPEN UP
MY OWN COFFIN/TEARING INTO AND DEFILING MY OWN
DEATH CASKET…./ONLY BREIFLY GLANCING UP AT, AND READING
MY OWN HEADSTONE ABOVE…
                                            ‘HERE LIES NOBODY
                                    DEAD AND GOOD FOR NOTHING…”../

AND THEN I CLIMB DOWN INTO THE DARK
AND GET INSIDE MY OWN COFFIN,
GETTING CLOSER TO MY OWN STINKING DEAD BODY/AND THEN I CLOSE THE LID
OF MY OWN COFFIN OVER US,
SEALING US UP BOTH IN DARKNESS/..

I AM HOT          AND HORNY
INN THE STINKING CLOSED-CASKET/…..I INTRODUCE MYSELF SLOWLY
AND SENSUOUSLY TO
MY OWN DEAD BODY/MY MOLDY OLD SKELETON IS
MOST PLEASED TO MEET ME/GREETING ME IN GRINNING,
LEERING SILENCE…./OLD AND BITTER
COLD BONES THAT
THEY ARE…/MY OLD SKULL AND CROSSED BONES
ARE ALSO HORNY
AND FILLED WITH EVIL LUST/…
AND SO
IT WRAPS ITS BONY ARMS AROUND ME
IN AN UNHOLY EMBRACE……/WE KISS,
FLESH TO BONE/…
ROTTING LIPS AND FILTH TASTE TERRIBLE ON MY TONGUE
SQUIRMING WITH MAGGOTS/BUT
MY DICK IS
HARD NOW, STRAINING AND
AND DRIPPING WITH PRE-SEMENAL FLUIDS/…

I TAKE MY SKULL IN HANDS,
BREAK IT OFF FROM THE REST OF MY SKELETON,
PASS IT DOWN TO MY HARD COCK,
AND HUMP FURIOUSLY, FUCKING HAPPILY AWAY AT
MY WORMY EYE SOCKETS
IN THE DARK/TITILLATED BY THESE SENSATIONS…AND STIMULATED BY SUCH
DEMONIC DESIRES…/AND
VISIONS OF EVIL SEX
FILL ME
AS I FILL MY MAGGOTY SKULL HOLE
WITH CREAMY HOT EJACULATION/………………EXPLOSIVE
AND POWERFUL FROM MY SLIME-LUBED GRAVE-SMEARED PRICK/………

AND BEHOLD I
A WORLD OF SEX AND A WORLD OF DEATH
INDISTINGUISHABLY……/AND BEHOLD I
A WORLD OF SEX AND A WORLD OF DEATH EACH
INDISTINGUISHABLE FROM THE OTHER…/AND SOUGHT OUT SENSELESSLY
FOR INSANE
AND EXCRUCIATING PLEASURES/…

IN THE DARKNESS
I CUDDLE UP,
SATISFIED WITH MY REEKING CORPSE/THERE’S A TWISTED SMILE
ON MY FACE IN
A GAGGING STENCH OF ROT
WHICH CAN INSPIRE
ONLY VOMIT/AND THE BLACK AND BURNING DARKNESS
ALL AROUND ME IS ALIVE WITH
PAINFUL, LUSTING MEMORY./THE HIDEOUS SOURCE OF
                             ALL MY SICKNESS AND INSANITY../…
………………………..…………WHERE DEATH
IS THE ULTIMATE APHRODISIAC…
DEATH IS THE ULTIMATE APHRODISIAC….
DEATH IS THE ULTIMATE APHRODISIAC………IN MY BLACK
AND TWISTED DREAMS…/MY GUILTY PLEASURES ARE LONELY
BUT INSIST WITH TWISTED REASONING
THAT       N E G A T I V I T Y                          IS LIGHT,
                       TRUTH,
ETERNITY!/…

THROUGH THE HARSH AND HELLISH LIGHT
OF    N E G A T I V I T Y
ALL IS NOT DARKNESS/BUT
WITH WEAKENING FLESH FOR EYES
BEHOLD I
A WORLD OF BONES AND SKIN/BEHOLD I
A BLACKENING WORLD OF SIN/BEHOLD I
A WORLD OF SKELETONS/
BEHOLD I A WORLD OF NOTHINGNESS
WHERE NOTHINGNESS
IS PRAISED AND SEEN
AS HEAVEN/….

THROUGH THE BLACK AND BITTER LIGHT
OF NEGATIVITY
UGLY BROKEN SKELETONS
ARE ALL I CAN SEE /……BROKEN
       UGLY
SCREAMING SKELETONS/IN EVERLASTING MISERY/…..UGLY
                              SCREAMING SKELETONS           SUFFERING
IN ENDLESS AGONY/…………….AND ALL I CAN SEE/…
EVERYWHERE…/ALL AROUND ME/….
         WITH MY WISE AND RAZOR SHARP NEGATIVITY
         I SEE PAST BEAUTIFUL FACIAL FLESH
         TO THE GRINNING UGLY SKULLS BENEATH….

SKULLS IN LUMINOUS ORBIT MAKE
                                                                  LOVELY
MY DARKENING HALO OF ETERNAL SIN AND HATE
      AND ALWAYS CONDEMNING ME
              MY EVERLASTING DREAM OF HELL
                                              ONLY EVER GRANTS ME

          A DESTRUCTIBLE DELIGHT…./

10, MARCH, 2003
Berlin, Germany