To Cast a
First Stone
envenom! fuck and enslave.
tether to your flesh me.
abandon, scourge and punish:
wreak debauchery and hell
on my palpitating flesh of marble…
still
i stand.
bring rain, bring doubt, bring stress,
sow the seed of Discordia
put me under scaphism,
truly am I righteous to that,
for such was the poisons
of my sacred terrorism…
immure me then for ages,
defenestrate my tattered being
and guide my spirit then see it
from outside of myself,
how the body soon is lapidated
and left then for food
to the dogs and the sewer-children.
but i stand.
make a changeling and call it by my name,
make
an endling out of me―
and smear then my lineage!
it will matter not at all;
still i stand.
open
up your large
and menacing
black fucking hole,
do what you need to do to me.
you will still lose,
you will lose regardless,
and you will lose either way.
CHAOS WOMAN
!
you cannot win this game,
for this game is rigged with truth.
you
will die from the very rock
you
of all people
were
the very first to cast.
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