Thursday, June 12, 2008

Plans for a private cult of happiness, or my sweet little fascist

the purity of Robespierre disturbed and turned
these virtues into terror... a terrible error.
his opposite, my sweet little fascist, is
a girl who refuses the handicapped as pets of her sympathy.
But this is not necessary
where the strong, the pretty, or lucky, as one against...
against those who were born to love the most touching loser songs.
Well, thanks to the guillotine, they heard the sound,
out from his lungs without passing through his throat,
And all thanks to Justin, we have heard enough
of her irregular breathing,
and of everyone's urge to hurt her wet cheeks.

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