hatred of life in form.
Your tentacles
are electronic death.
You rape all your children.
You make life an obscene cartoon
for discarded adults.
Your robots fuck paint cans.
You would castrate the sun.
You will melt the moon
into an energy drink.
Inhuman entity, may you choke
on the poison you feed us.
May it swell your cancerous heart,
may it burst your lungs
like an explosion of shit.
May you suffocate on the filth
inside your own blood.
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