Work in Progress

mon souper dans mon ventre
je voudrais qu’ il fût nuit
que dimanche vint demain
et fête après demain
lingua tea calamus
scribae velociter
scribentis
as a mother of faction
cielo o hielo
weil du bist ein sohn du zoon
from the eggs to the apples
usque ad mala can´t get no
so ’tis fiction so
fare thee well
and if for ever still for ever
fare thee well
[chlamydophagos, cloak eater; from the eggs to the apples, from start to finish; mother = matter, cielo o hielo, taivas tai jää; ein Sohn du zoon, of a whore; usque ad mala, until apples]