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May I
BT (01/11/82 - 01/11/2012 / Lebanon)

May I

Poem By Bera Tremoz

piss on a tree and thank it
for the grace it has bathed me with,

smoke until i succumb to the Himalayan
snow drifts falling beneath me,

fight with mantas and scorpions
until they give me my righteous child,

enjoy the shearing winds of an orgasm
every night before i slumber,

never wake up
after that.

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Great and vivid imagry!