Ancestor element world
by Laszlo Aranyi (Frater Azmon)
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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)
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About Laszlo
Laszlo Aranyi (Frater Azmon) poet, anarchist, occultist from Hungary. Earlier books: (szellem)válaszok, A Nap és HolderÅ‘k egyensúlya . New: Kiterített rókabÅ‘r. 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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