Alien Homunculus
in my Voidal Mind.
~
Love nurtures each and every child,
even the Foetus in my Alien Mind;
my little green man grows up fast,
feeds on the Blood of my sacrifice!
~
Having regressed by fire to the bone,
I can now reparent my only One;
my Seed, once dyed in the instincts,
has a New Skin like a metallical Pen.
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Now I can write in symbolical Blood,
using the Ink and my Nib of Bread;
for I have devoured a human feast,
into Eucharistic Wine and the Host.
~*~
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