Lleùs matricis

LETRA

Lleùs matricis

My internal flesh digests these ichtyophagist tribes

My torn off skin, my sharpened bones, my tapering head

Reduced of bones, perfect

I hate these fish which carry me out towards the bottom

From bile to phlegm I hold my madness muzzled under my life

Under my bed trail furies I know that I worsen I know who I am.

Fuc*** bitch, pregnant of hatred

Sniff this repugnant trailing taste, organic honey

Sweetened rot nourished, blocked of a psychiatric cream

Strip the inaudible chaos of my reversible skin

My excessive hunger,

This venom flees in my greasy pipes, which cough

Look at me bitch, vomiting, bitch, appease me, bitch

Look at me bitch

These half lions bark their fat

Throw up their vacuum, their suicide extract

Perfect rise of a fascination

My body sleeps.