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• Artiste: Mirah and the Spectratone International
• Titre: Gestation of the Sacred Beetle
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My mother made for me this pair of perfect womb A modeled lair Where I will grow and eat my share Of pastry rich beyond compare With pressure needs and shapes she will The foods I feed she has compelled In shapely sustenance I dwell This lace laid nest My carousel She leaves me bust and by the sun I incubate quick and become I hatch a babe A newly grub Who praises made in mother's love Upon my birth See what I found A stair courteous feast abound These alimentary gifts in doubt What rudiment excess allows And I begin to relax repeat In fatter life is but to eat Into the fruit but not the rind Consumed and fattened up sublime Till I'm in full urges I posses Become a loose and amber flesh Of sober beauty make me swoon While I await the turning moon Emerge and twill thou concentrate While August rains precipitate The softening bye which I elate Burst forth a gleam to meet my fate The joyous of life I'll drink so sweet Before it's time again to eat But soon the victory wools I greet Begin my scour of life complete