Ancestor element world
by Laszlo Aranyi (Frater Azmon)
Surface:
circles, disk, sword of Damocles,
skewered snake spitts its venom
into chalice gorge,
unconcerned lust foments the mongrel mating,
the trac dig the wrinkled smokey k-watchman
leaves the pauper woman,
still looking for her panties -withouth a word.
Touch the feel of Earth sense, graves!
Water trance, hide it from the extortioners men!
Taste of wind, bitter sweet eidolon- taste,
now begin to narrow and broaden!
Welcome me with the smell of fire,
on all hands hiding brother!
(Translated by Johanna Semsei)
About Laszlo
Laszlo Aranyi (Frater Azmon) poet, anarchist, occultist from Hungary. Earlier books: (szellem)válaszok, A Nap és Holderők egyensúlya . New: Kiterített rókabőr. English poems published: Quail Bell Magazine, Lumin Journal, Moonchild Magazine, Scum Gentry Magazine, Pussy Magic, The Zen Space, Crêpe& Penn, Briars Lit, Acclamation Point. Known spiritualist mediums, art and explores the relationship between magic.
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