Matter

Matter

Lady beneath the occult archetypes of the blood sewers,

Mother of electric cobalt cocodriles that swim in black waters.

Maltese mamillas,

maltreated by malodorous mandrills' mandibles.

Sucking, smutting,

it's through a hole that we came squacking.

Goddess buried under golden sand,

three billion worshipers continue your unfinished art.

But, I promise you Goddess of passion,

that if I'm lucky and I can find you,

I 'll make Freud's Oedipus complex look old-ashioned.

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Carlos Gutiérrez