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The Stunt of the Plagiarist - Lazlo Aranyi (Frater Azmon)

The corpse lies on its stomach,

dislocated limbs, and the head is

dangling on the seal-like, obese body.

Her skirt was torn off by the creaking metal monster from braking.

The scrawly map of Greater Hungary slubbering

shows through her white cotton panties

by the steaming excrement smeared on her piggin sized ass.

There are about eight or ten people standing around the attraction.

One of them commands his dog: "Booger, here!" "Booger, sit!"

And the completed photos are already decorating Facebook…

Our life is probably a thimblerigger lie,

The stunt of the Eternal Permanent Fair

we are the insentient “survivors” grinning since birth

on a lifeless planet.


Translated by Gabor Gyukics


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, Truly U, Sage Cigarettes Magazine, Lots of Light Literary Foundation, Honey Mag, Theta Wave, Re-side.Known spiritualist mediums, art and explores the relationship between magic.

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