COLLECTIVE PROSTITUTION .
Tomorrow i will fall in love with a prostitute ,
i will peel her impure skin by layers ,
i will whiten her lips ,
i will kill her beliefs ,
and every day i will starve her to the point of breaking into her crying dry ...
and there i am who has freed her from her truths ,
and there i am who has freed her from the mirages of dignity ,
and there i am who has freed her from her image ...
and i will love her
not between her legs
but inside her chest
and day after tomorrow ,
i am still in love with a wonderful lady and i shall bask in her light
and tell her
" Oh my lady , yesterday you were a prostitute , just like the next one ...
oh my lady , yesterday you were loved by an anarchist,
and here you are not hallucinating collectively " ...