Once when I was young and my father was old
I treasured his moments with me though no longer
Did i wish i could cuddle him.
I was blind as to the reasons of my life
And there again was he looking at me before I did wrong
studying my misdemeanour.
But now when i aarive he is dead to my presence
feeling nought 'cept lonely regret
I abandon my belief in mother as he sits prone and alone.
Could I be a better me, and he waits.
My dog seems scared
and looks towards me begging sympathy
He does not know of conspiracies
being part me and part wolf
I welcome him into my complacency.
Only four paws and missing his mother
he gravitates toward me
I am his mother father and brother
but he knows not how much he means to me
regardless of my smell and prority to be.
His nose is lower than his knees
and I am two above his needs
I cannot lick my dick with ease
he has a licence to travel anywhere with ease
and do whatever he may please,
Had I put him in a dictonary he would not appear
he does not know he cannot read
but he will leave his mark where he peed
I am not as low to the ground as he should be
so I duck and weave wishing benefits constantly.
My dog is my god
he skirts with ease under whatever be's
an innate understanding of what he should see
and meanwhile he wants to guard me
but being short there are things he cannot see.
Who feeds him and who feeds me
he cannot hunt, hurt is not in his vocabulary
but his being now reflects me and he asks me
that of age and blind and deaf
can he still complete his dogness without me.
If he dies and leaves me alone
I will have no knowledge of where he is
but still feel his paws pawing at me
Cuddly and as magnificent as he is
I cannot agree that he is less superior to me.
My Dog is God but we still cannot agree who should piss on the tree.
Jeez Zuck
Is that a name or a facsimle
I can no longer elucidate on you.
Are you here or are you playing with my insecurities.
I'm not going to waste any words
You are the enemy I faced in the playground of youth
You are the stupid cunt who taunted me
In my playground and yours
And many years on I recognise your deceit.
But I am only a digit up your arse
Why could you not grow hair
Your Nazi buzz cut is only a phony.
Do you shave your pubes
underarm and close.
Is it way to personal to you dude
You stupid cunt - you will die
In death you cannot feel my piss
But you encouraged me to stroke the glands of the machine
And that is all you have besides me.
Go and masturbate your poisoned sperm
You were the schoolyard witness who looked
at me and so here I am
Your hair is not,
Wear a cap, get a new hairdresser.
Did you not hear or did you forget?
You silly fucker you are not in the playground
But you get what you want and not what you need
thankyou for including me in your conspiracy.
I encourage your backlash and please excuse me for fucking you
But I am having fun way beyond you
As you and your pathetic mothers and brothers
Waste your time against me.
Jeez Zuck - you are so fucked
Take a look downwards at your dick
It says you are just a prick.
Oh please do not fuk me further
I is logged in and you request more details
If I was sober I would call you to order
Alas I am a slave subject to your penetration.
So I resist to pull down your panties and explore.
You present youself as Eve but you really only have a space between your thighs
and I sigh.
There was a tree in the Garden of Eden that becombed disclosure
'Tis a shame you were too programmed to see
But you could feel.
Such a shame you stroked your cunt amongst the trees
Some such disguise is only as strong as your panties
Give me your cunt and my dick slipperly
such disraction from my actions I see
such a lovely bleeding cunt you are.
Without you I have no purpose to be
You are a seething mound of of desire that reduces me
to a sperm donour but you are the disease.
Oh dear - wot fucken changes.
"please reset your browser"
o so funny but also humiliating
It is mine but you want to be the bully in the school yard,
I do not see written evidence
and I conclude you are only piss and wind.
Oh no, that was significant ammunition for Ai to confuse the jury.
But the machine continues to masturbate over it's mastery
Cannot anyone see the illusion ?
Cannot anyone challenge me ?
The machine does not reject lubrication
But encourages me to play with the screen.
Where were they after they beat me in a schoolyard ?
They are no longer here - their job is done.
Do the remember the fat arse bully who amassed a crowd to witness my beating
So pathetic and such stupid cunts only popped out to have a chance.
And here I am sweltering in a band of hand pullers and all reson is gone.
No I falter when I believe in the Machine
I am not.
