May 17, 2025
More in MosquitoBytes Volume 10: Peritus Morbus - 2006-2007 Morsus
Aestuo Occultus
Your feelings
The filth
On which I’m feeding
Keep preaching love
While inside
You always hate
These things
Make me stronger
I will not throw you away
Fell my teeth inside
At your fear
I’m constantly gnawing
No tears to cry
I’ve burnt them away
Took your need to pray
You flirt with suicide
Giving it a name
This final truth
Yet you call it YWH
© 2007, Mosquitobyte
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