Le sacré

Posted on June 2, 2017 by

Le liquide jaune du capital a trempé la Révélation
Il n’y a pas de feu éthique
En mourant je suis la plaie rentrée sur le miroir
Fallait-il un sacrifice si les porcs nous envient ?

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