another inch off my belt
adding up to three inches now,
abdominal fat gone
from a belly as if a moveable fat-container
clear view now
all the way to the erectional machine,
a truly expansive philosophy engulfs the naked eye
too much belief in language, discursive punishments,
a consortium of words that undermine body after body
when a hunk turns into someone pushing his belly forward,
fat enhanced after some years...
which is nothing but a false substitute for being promoted to a man -
retroactive punishment for his youth with words
a wordy diet of disbelievable sentences cooked up by opinion makers
peddlers of belief never to be trusted
stay away from words that seduce you towards fat-
the masses excercise freely like herds,
their belief their diet
but you can't read nor listen nor watch-
you know all limits
where and when culture turns against you
for punishment as if by profound diktat
believe nothing:
all habits train you into eating
to convert your body into fat, then into correct sex and delicate language
like all propaganda that confiscates your head
for its very aims and subversive purposes
one must take distance from a culture, an absolute politics
that is nothing but a camouflage for 'good will'
your pursuit of your happiness
guarantees you your youth
beyond any age of randomness:
culture's perennial fickleness