a subsidiary of x-o-x-o-x.com, inc

anna malfaiera

"I can no longer laugh with real joy
I can no longe use words with any meaning
I even doubt the ones
I had thougt were full of real warmth
I can only confirm the daily error
the monstrous complications the incurable disease
the deformed limbs the murders the war
the contagions from the radioactive air.
Men are irrational weak and vile.
Into this world I refuse to bring a child."

No comments: