Mincing Fury & Guttural Clamour Of Queer Decay Wrath
Empty picture on the wall
Jesus with a cross in his heart
You rage
Can't speak
But you're furious
Looks at his eyes!
His chin!
His mouth!
The scar of your anger
Bites thighs of a figure
You see in a mirror
It's like a parade
In a concentration camp