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the community blamed my mistakes
on my children and the freedom I gave them
born from a private hallucination
well, the shadow one
he collapsed their lungs
the shadow brother
snapped their limbs
the courteous ones would laugh at the show
of privileged mutilation
"don't fear," I'd say, "their erections are sterile. They bruise and invade but it won't turn you feral."
well, the law won't call it rape
when the profit is in place
so don't vilify me with slanderous names
I heard the barstool writers metaphorically praise
my kindly and lofty and mighty dim deeds
I've got a mental image of every face that breathes
and just because you've lost your memory
doesn't mean I'm not the man I used to be
well, the ones who know to weed and seed
deserve the throne of global king
while all the slaves can glow in their screens
the malignant growth I sowed in thee
trespassed through codes of data streams
you thought my steganography would not be so crippling