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The times of wonder have gone
The wise women drugged
Into submission.
Forensic psychology reveals traces
Of long-forgotten faces
Which, much like Munch’s silent scream,
Degenerate into nightmaredream.
Desire, in all its lurid manifestations,
Falls into disuse,
And all is as it was before:
A flat, grey concrete floor
Krema I at Auschwitz
Eminently productive
340 corpses burned every 24 hours
This is indeed progress of the sort required
Arbeit macht frei
Weaponising the common man and woman
An act of genius
Monsters exist
But much more dangerous the common man
Ready to act without question.
Yes, plenty of those bastards in our nation.

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