Slaves of Freedom

A free person is walking
Down the street in a free world.
He/she is freely chatting, gossiping, talking.
His/ her hair is curled –
Flying freely in the wind – being the flag of
Being childfree, gender free, fat free, sugar free, free of…
She/he is free from the spouse,
From money, from fashion and the dull job,
From fresh thoughts, from undies and a blouse –
The lonely subzero feel-free-being-nothingness knob –
The eyes being two wells of the Hell –
Extruding the careless smile a kinda I-am-free-to-love-Devil’s-smell.
What a wonderful feeling of being free!
It is like the Satan’s spin down freeing flight-
No tenderness, warmth, needs, duties, obligations; and no fee.
Hey Freeies, do not be shy and feel free with all your freefucking might!


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