Cellular Misanthropy

Incapable of rationality,

You betray your principles for other ones.

Scars of your putrid soul,

Wounds opened,

Fragile liquid motion,

Regeneration is not for you.

Imposing your weakness on others,

Betrayal and suffocation,

Alienate at your own price.

Alienate forces.

Alienate reason.

Alienate yourself.

Your logic is incomplete,

Linked only by megalomania,

Linked only by solitude,

Linked only by cowardice and self-absorption,

Linked only by misogyny,

Linked only by drowned illusion,

Linked only by arrogance.

Misanthropic cells enter your system,

Leaving you weak and illusioned.

Restrained by obstacles,

You force yourself in this vicious lie.

Apocalyptic swords are placed in the quadrangle of extremes.

Extremes of reason...

Forcing,

Betrayal,

Lies,

Disillusion,

The paroxysm is near...

Spatial interludes inside social patterns...

Emptiness and apathy...

Failure into submission...

© Marcel Nault Jr, 2008