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- I talked to a headless boy today who was shivering because of the amount of blood he was losing.
His brain was rotten with consideration and he forgot it takes an ego to save the country from starvation. Sad forever because happiness only came when he spent money, so he never spent money and he found himself hungry in the middle of nowhere. And that's where I met him.
4:15 A.M.
- 4:15 A.M.
- torn out of the wreckage of a flipped 18 wheeler,
- rain on blood soaked flannel.
- Doppler effect of swish and blare
- Orange light washed and confused.
- Cold seeps through left arm.
- Soft bed.
- The smell of plastic, the tv is on.
- News, stock ticker incessant.
A List
- - the third day of January
- - car exhaust
- - a small baby boy
- - math tests
- - empty shampoo bottle
- - something for dessert
- - anything new
- - a pair of cranes
- - upside down tree
- - misplaced hand
- - a cart wheel on Mars
- - Tommorrow, Tommorow Land
- - a clean shirt
- - yellow flowers for a girl
- - some old science books
- - sixth grade
- - my mom's favorite song
- - coffee in the morning
- - rain smell
- - fresh laundry
- - warm sand between my toes
- - lettuce on the floor
- - tearing paper
- - people I don't like
- - eating by myself
- - under the table
- - old sneakers
- - something drifting
- - summer night sky
- - dark navy
- - rowboat
- - wet frogs next to my house
- - dinner time
- - cold milk
- - everthing I forgot
- - nothing that I remember
- - pine tree
- - road to street, street to highway, highway to interstate, interstate to highway, highway to street, street to road
- - line bisection
- - shoebox, no shoes
Bored
- tarnished garnishes on metal plates,
- found underground an ocean of lava.
- sip java in the mojave.
- cans abandoned and landed on shore.
- the core snores silently violently,
- quietly.
- erupt the cups on concrete tables.
- we tell fables unable to translate,
- weight.
- grams and ounces pounce of fat filled brains.
- green vein tames the sour heat on sore feet.
- we eat the elite,
- regurgitate our fate and wait for signs lined with veins,
- wane.
- ebbing elephants in highschool hallways,
- falling appallingly.
- disregard the retard bard.
- our hand are cards once we shake.
- forsake and bake in the blue sun we've made.
- displayed our hate.
- constant beating backwards,
- unforwards towards an unsheathed sword,
- bored.
Corrode
- Fantastic land of sand buries megaliths for the new sky.
- Tires burrow deep into the tracks of my brain.
- Skull compound found with black birds circling.
- Bare feet itch concrete detriment. Misaligned missle sings song of concentrated penetration.
- Scraped wood peers through thick musty glass in broken window.
- Rusty odored red drinking water cures war veterans.
- Prosthetic limbs control the government, while Mt. Rushmore inhales polluted air.
- Rare manuscripts line the inner walls and bleed forgotten information into thirsty cotton minds.
- Edifices unedible are audioable pulsing thousand fuzzy AM stations.
- The culture vulture sits patiently atop the television.
- Flags of metal corrode in the hot rain.
Cranial Influx Technology
- - eradicated chartreuse hallway
- - syndicated soma chips filtered by solar panels
- - devices inclined to reproduce through imposing morals
- - sympathetic machine verbatim
- - battles of galaxies in Eden universes
- - slick sheets, starched iron
- - missing dirt
- - vein covered girders bleeding with exhaust
- - magnetically induced thought patterns of God
- - electronic trees in virtual boards
- - download soul via skull magnifier through glass light modules
- - up load into Solaris 5 Uni 7, blackhole Upload
- - Ink Abolishment Act
- - exponential reality
- - soul wire capturers
- - unfound source, info relocate
- - lethal erection
- - fluidity correction error
- - makeshift input body transport
- - refract eye particle insight
- - Earth strain
- - circulation energy outburst continium
- - count modulator
- - zone accelerator
- - freeze warp prisoner
- - semen fraud, code 7
- - virtual family scheme
- - attach value structure
- - influencial breakfast advertisment
- - document unwritten
Daydream Rocker
- Bill Johnny Cochran.
- O.J. plays golf while we're in the gulf.
- Spoiled kids' oil trucks dance on graves of old folks.
- Tuck myself in to never let me out.
- Ernie was burnt and Bert's on a journey,
- almond eyes lie, the cattle battle is not over.
- Castro disaster castration camp bastard.
- Words are too long often lost in the hallway.
DEVICE
- DEVICE that etches imprints on unnamed skulls.
- Me low green steam looms above roads wet with midnight rains.
- Highway blur of red tail lights and exhaust smell, heavy.
- Uncentered and slightly focused, my eyes open to a backseat window pattered with sticky raindrops.
- The radio was on but no one was listening.
- We all saw the dead dog lying silently on the side of the road.
- Each of us made a comment about the old smell of the wet dog.
Digital Dream
- Cows humped obsessively tonight.
- Digital clocks spit beeps in my dreams.
- TV tap dances to our thoughts.
- Celestial Geek Speak achieved.
- Translucent carbon coal trains burrow holes in the pores of the Earth.
- Ray gun in my brain,
- aims,
- blames,
- and flames.
- Chained to fame and the game.
- The tube reigns,
- I sigh,
- then defy.
- Half eaten, beaten limbs climb billboard signs.
- Urban turbans sell cigarettes to minors in diners.
- Buildings sweat their electrical juice loose.
- Chinese delivery gets two dollar tip, equipped.
- Rock stars smash axes,
- and use their faxes to pay taxes.
- Rubix cube lube.
- Lawyers in foyers on phones with buyers. The tryers are sellin' and makers rebellin'. The takers ain't givin', just fakin' the living.
Earlack
- Sarcastic friends of mine stare through venetian blinds.
- Abstract chair in which I sit twisted with blisters.
- Carnivore truck stuck in meyer of desire.
- Air chilling still on skin that I'm in.
- Chalkboard left decrypted inert decaying.
- Frozen walls I make fall abandoned.
- We've made ourselves God and killed all the animals.
- Plastic heads sail on seas of sewage.
- Pants become paint, jacket attacked brick risks.
- Hangnail bloodblister on fingertip and lip.
- Paternalistic ritual habitual let me go.
- Atmosphere near the head of the dead relieves belief.
- Eyeballs sag, hair rag, ears lack the facts.
Exhaust Fumes
- Sweat dripping on a crankshaft,
- Sparks ripping through sheet metal.
- Perfume drifts and a slight laugh,
- Delicately sipping a flower petal.
- Fallen bird, wing bruised,
- shoe box pillow used.
- Bandage soft, wrapped tight,
- Soon aloft, flapping might.
- New day here! A soaring flight!
Fred
- Junk dumped on our bed.
- Woke up with a giraffe named Fred,
- singing songs about bongs.
- His lungs were foam and enjoyed rusty toys.
- Noise was his body.
- Fuzz was his buzz.
- Loved the clouds green until morning.
- Called his pet 'pet' and never used the bathroom.
- He used to sweep the halls of highschool.
- Drooling to fill drawers full of phlegm.
- He kept them stacked in an empty orange building called 'office'.
Fun With RNA
- Today was filled with balloons and lemonade.
- We tried killing ourselves but ended up spending time together.
- 14+3=17 and it was over.
- Children and icecream and dolls robotic.
- I drew a picture of a flower full of color.
- Dreamed endless in the afternoon about school desks and the smell of summer.
- Folded a leaf into a fan leaving it for the wind.
- Sat on bricks shaving sticks and chewing grass.
- Clouds followed.
- Enjoyed the air up there, unaware.
- Streets clamoured with foreign voices.
- Stopped to walked and walked to stop.
- Everybody left candles there.
- Light entered and never escaped, kept sacred for centuries.
- The periods on the ends of my sentences never made any sense to me.
- I kept falling out of grammar into math to escape poets and learn about robots.
- Train station with morning dawn glow and early morning bustle, tomorrow.
- Bedtime for heavy eyes and silent cries, good night.
my hair is not dry
- trying to figure out why my hair is not dry
- looking at the blue ufo sky
- vinyl records end in november
- while i slumber on lumber
- phone calls in malls from the u-haul
- turtle shell neckless for the princess
- mattress smell wetness pours so priceless
- eyeballs sag, hair rag
- ears lack the facts
- scabs happen in cabs
- everybody play twister
Hollowgram
- Sacrificed our limbs for paved parking lots.
- We wrapped ourselves in duct tape to shut us up.
- Cargo planes hauled formaldehyde filled bodies into orbit.
- Sling shot my soul full of snot towards borders of hoarders, stuffed monkeys with money.
- Obsidian mirrors figured fully.
- Hologram of spam on my mind.
- We tried digging a hole deep,
- only to seep and melt in the core of mother earth.
- Gave birth to a star infected with cars and road scars.
iiiiiii
- Found nothing in the City of Everything.
- Bombs filled with flowers.
- Rotten trance with forgotten dance.
- Disconnected.
- Disjointed, my body torn from eyes softly spoken.
- Eyes to capture blue sky horizons.
- Eyes in rapture from train token.
- Eyes to wide, eyes unopen.
Midnite Sky
- Midnite sky by the lakeside.
- Rode my bike to the river styx,
- Skip some stones in it.
- Barely aware and near,
- upside down in the underground
- Found a hole bleeding soul
- Left a rock on a grave.
- Flew through blue,
- Ran through red
- Ate everything yellow,
- Tied myself to orange
- and let violet violate.
- Caring creature with hands of old,
- spoke softly to the Children of Nu.
- Who we were,
- - information distortionists (info-distos)
- - digital reconstructionists (d-rekkers)
- - linguistic reconfigurers (lingo recons)
- - port junkies
- - outboard hijackies
- - culture blenders/mixers/mashers
- - vid twizzers
- - false history inventors (ficts, a-ficts, b-ficts)
- - stream recontextualizers (reamstreamers)
- - e:soul resamplers/splitters/combiners/hybridizers
- - e:breakers
- - source locators (solos)
- - data dumpers/extractors/pushers/throers/nibbers/nabbers/grabbers
- - spacers
- - q:mooshers
- - define miners
- - Michael Jackson GODemulators / Demonlators
- - nomenclature capturers (nomacs)
- - spatial disturbers/jackers
- - disoulutionists
- - influxers / defluxers / influxists
- - cable monkeys
- - tunnel divers
- - perspective realigners (perligners)
Moldy
- Coy boy I am with spam.
- Stand canned on land, at sea I'm free.
- Click stick the vocal glitter from the baby shitter.
- Knit sweater better to house armies of ants.
- Prance Prana on tables with labels.
- Build towers that devour plane laced skies with cries of hours.
- Scabs happen in cabs, play twister on pus blisters.
- Organ grind to find unknown tones with buried treasure, bones moaning.
- Keys pressed undistressed, creative vibes in disguise.
- A wire fire, never retired.
- Play the dismay and doesn't obey.
- Scotch Tape the franchaise together with mayonaise.
- Moldy told story about an age of glory.
Mustard
- stumped and hunched we ate lunch.
- spores launched and crunched beneath sweet feet.
- nature's slimy back we rubbed with our souls.
- cops drink confiscated beer.
- poets ramble and scramble for shelter.
- wet betls hold up soggy shorts with charcoal snorts.
- burned my sneaker, got tweekered.
- bottles oozed liquid sand on land.
- bloody burgers with sugar eggs mangled.
- fangled the fire for our desire to escape meyer.
- lunatics huffed for the moon.
- commies with cellies and coke in our bellies.
- bombing the mall with bad jokes and smelling,
- yelling at models in small town camp grounds.
- captured a branch for walking gawkily,
- talking.
- our watches were broken while,
- kid were tokin',
- jokin'.
- butts ablaze amongst the burning log maze.
- a 3 day daze.
- tree hunters aware not caring.
- naps on wrench benches next to bird shit spit.
- we sat and spat, laughed, wishing disasters on bastards.
- mustard.
Nobody
- we burned the clocks,
- smashed the glocks,
- took our time,
- wrote some rhymes,
- made new friends,
- killed the End,
- talked for days,
- understood our ways,
- waited for nothing,
- spread our wings,
- shot the sheriff,
- lit the spliff,
- buried ourselves,
- cleand the shelves,
- melted our minds,
- lost our finds,
- changed the clothes,
- dug more holes,
- painted the walls,
- destroyed the the malls,
- took out the trash,
- transacted the cash,
- shot the tube,
- sphered the cube,
- packed our bags,
- read some mags,
- swept the floor,
- opened the door,
- showered our bodies,
- alone with nobody.
Nocturnal
- The nocturnal eclipse dawns on evacuated subway trains. Empty cargo lies souless in grey plastic seats. Dark hollow caverns rigidly embrace the metal worm. Sick pale yellow lines the cars with the thickness of asylum wallpaper. The snake hisses to exhaust its waste into worn tiled capsules. Rats eat wires with flourescent medical glow. Smooth linoleum scuffs my tired shoes. Shuffles and aches its way to stop. Burdened tracks from the 20s still bear the weight of the slowly evolving nervous center. Travel vein to unknown heart or home. Crevass curves. Speech is slurred. White noise of traffic hums over the city like hazy garbage fumes. The city sucks the blood of the earth like an old smoker drags his cigarette. The smell becomes easy to everyone's nose. The homeless lie on their concrete government beds. Their blankets of stockpiled plastic relics taste of broken bottle bourbon.
On Our Way To The Square Mile
- The tape played for hours, neurotic and pulsing.
- I decided to talk a walk while sleeping.
- If you eat in Welsh its fresh.
- Never trust a diamond unless you are carbon based.
- Brain" altimeter found in the major oak of Cornwall.
- Levitate myself above houses of antennae. Try to see the sky but I see is saw. Passed a tense to relieve tension. Mentioned a verb and all I got was static. Cadillac car on Mars in a crater. Tempted fate with some worm bait and got stars. Relived a past life to rewind a VHS tape. Got a CD from Kmart and used Windows in McDonald's. Opened a closet, found a jacket and a shoebox. Played craps at the laundromat lookin for stacks. Gave coins to an empty hand and filled joints with sticky bland. Tried speaking to a wall but the wall replied. Tried speaking to a reply but got walled in. Inside a wall was three ply. Used pliers to see it and saw it three times six equals eighteen years old and folded my bills.
Phlegm
- Nonchalant verbal high try to satisfy my desire of fire. A choir of meyer sings songs of bongs. My lungs are tongues covered by tar from a car that drives through beehives. Nine lives devised by magic wizards eating chicking gizzards. Frizzle fry the sty in my eye. Drink soda in my abode a la mode. Whose foes wear clothes of Betty Grabel label. We babel for hours in towers of sour. The power is ours, for we chant slogans for smoking. I'm croaking, joking, jumping and humping. Monkeys in boats and semen in trees of disease. Squeezed knees between cheese to pay torture fees with golf tees. Percent of piercing is fierce and demanding, more commanding. Eyes lick sticks in bricks covered with dust. Lust for must of disgust and spit phlegm on them..
Pigeon
- Decorate with stickers..
- Peel sensation hang nail skins..
- Broken thumbnails..
- Shadows underneath the six o'clock winter sun..
- Warmth on back..
- Shallow wind hollows through leafless grey branches..
- The flags still fly..
- Puddles with reflections of windows half open..
- Man on a red crate uses his free speech in a suit..
- Two people were listening..
- I don't know what time it is..
- Trinkets are sold..
- Magic clouds seep cold fog in the sky..
- Man asleep on bench..
- Strollers roll kids to sleep..
- Woman takes picture..
- Pigeons stawk gawky for food..
Shoe Taped To The Sky
- shoe taped to the sky.
- bandaids found unattended and splendid.
- kissed a rose and fell in a boiling ocean of housepaint.
- orange juice coughs my lungs onto legal pad paper.
- di bens suspended in a dirty discarded dishwasher.
- slosh in the puddles.
- Bruce Lee had magnetic nipples.
- coca-cola conquers caffeine filled coffins.
- binary number systems exist subliminally subverted.
- VCRS with HIV plea.
- I adopted a crappy apple which made me feel happy.
- green stop signs tell me to slow down and drown.
- plastic flowers overgrow the road.
- a sowed toad in my abode.
- a troll on the grassy knoll, I saw in my cereal bowl.
- kids named jerry eat paste.
- 11:59
Somethingtoheatyourdinnerin
- Trinkle little afar,
- broken car atop,
- eating nothing except elbow.
- Get up to get down was always thrown around,
- never ever on this sliver of land or moon birth
- Stones we throw at ourselves,
- a townshipped over to Naruth,
- the ancient forges of cement laden with trucks.
- Someday weekdays will be lost and months will be given to calendars soaked in rust.
- Rub my eyes to try to wake up and still I see blue beds floating in electric yellow gas.
- Attacked by vultures and eaten by elephants,
- burden of mind,
- logic of brain,
- twisted my fingers,
- put my arm in a sling,
- only to sing about the lust of beekeepers.
- Pop rot soul ship riding the hip of the elderly.
- Shot a stop sign with a laser from my retina,
- infected bread bled from the manhole pores,
- covered my face with hands of bone,
- Phone.
- -turned all the way around to find myself speaking into the back of my head
- Rain.
- -stopped letting the garbage float in the shower
- Three hours later they all stared. I couldn't figure out who that was. It didn't matter anyway because we were all fat with something we didn't understand.
Sore fingers
- Sore fingers on rock god axe.
- Hotel room hallway blur.
- Ice machine churn, burp.
- Insert card face down, red light.
- Insert card face down, green light, click.
- Comfortable carpet, upside down glass.
- Mirror too big, red eyes tired.
- Chair neatly placed, clothes strewn.
- Dissolve antacid bedside.
- Set alarm.
Start
- Twisted diamond seashores of lava lust,
- anticipatin the good ol' stuff,
- Mc Gruff eatin his own poop,
- no scooper here get balistic twizic,
- flip it to the north,
- gimme south,
- east then west,
- your the best,
- i love you,
- can be dangerous and cankerous.
- Jim said take the blue bus,
- no huffy,
- rockin schwin,
- twin babies,
- maybe.
- I just keep going,
- or rowin down the river,
- makin you quiver,
- sniper on the roof top,
- dirty floor?
- get a mop.
- Tic tic tac to the mouth,
- down south,
- quagmire trouth.
- Hello,
- turn it up turn it up turn it up.
- The gordes of Saint Angeles have opened.
- We didnt have a big enough can opener,
- everything was sold that day,
- the sun went down and we fell asleep.
- my dreams bloomed in the crack of the sidewalk,
- broken shoe with sauce,
- I'll have two please.
- Wrote something earlier but I dropped it,
- and forgot it,
- read shel silverstein and fell in love with a girl in my backyard,
- I forgot my homework.
- Nothing to explain about everything I want to.
- Fix your appliances before you plant your garden.
- Lost in a muddle pud by the curb.
- Give someone a stick.
- Music is my favorite.
- Electric bird,
- flyin synaptic effervesence in the mind of the earth,
- trees-lungs road scar charred,
- ninety degress once,
- ninety degress twice,
- rotating.
Stulnp
- Earthencrusted pink monkey astronaut emptied his garbage can on the front lawn. Lunatic assemblage of bowling pins mounted on the hood of his space vehicle. Transparent devices create lines outside 7-11. Skin heads ate parsley on top of railroad tracks. Reddish cardboard hangs off wet ceiling drip. Interview with God on Channel 5. Cosmonauts bleed spongelink material from there toenails while VHS tapes rain from metal boxes in the eternal sky. Worms lined the streets with a strangle hold, while girls in pink dresses hovered over in a ritualistic dance of approval for the fascist steel bird. Shovel tombstone on top of huge cargo vehicles shaped like cockroaches. Yellow eyes peer through thick velvet black paint enclosed in squares on clean white walls. I returned my straight jacket to Bradlee's this morning and picked up my sister at the arcade. I left my Communicator on the sofa infested with the cloud of learning, so the trip was tremorlike. Atlas attached skate trash found. Soaked remnants of yellow boxes stacked in an underground airplane hangar. The new administration has dug up the last remaining graveyard. The dead now hang on display in an immense intergalatic museum orbitting earth. Books encrypted by corporate logos line the shelves like prisoners in a chain gang. Empty logic only understood by those who still believe in reincarnation. Soul in a candy jar submersed in salmon smelling fat. Whales tamed by electric headsets project holograms visible above the ocean. The ocean is thick and warm all year. Moosh mops the plastic beach. Telefunction nine, must have dialed wrong.
I Hope It Stops Raining Someday (Sun Over Dark River)
- Forgotten, disembodied, broken, disenchanted, misspelled and unloved. Eternal bleed into black lagoon. Naked and crawling through sewers. Saw a flower and opened my eyes.
- Cigarette burns a hole through my finger. Throat pain from shouting to a girl in a bad house club jam. Blisters left on feet without socks. Speak spanish to germans and german to friends. Bend the end and let ears sing songs.
- Moments forgotten and never expanded. Left for seconds and gone with a whisper. Nothing intact yet left at the door.
- The part I never remember was when I tried to forget whatever it was.
- Dropped my wallet in Dante's House on a leopard couch.
- Saw windows of purple with walls yellow.
- Ate jello for hours and eyes moaning.
- Body so twisted.
- Sat in a frat,
- and wrote my own quotes.
- Talked disaster,
- talked even faster.
- Locked my locker with the lost and founds and coffee grounds.
- Mold grew in my sink while I try to document.
- Cement lament.
- Wish I had a walkman.
- Killed a caveman, not a slaveman,
- don't put me in a grave, man.
- Cigarettes killed the radio star.
- Quiet I am with beer in hand.
- DJ, less and wordless I sing songs.
- Understood underneath about Underwood.
- Jot my pen goes, slow-mo,
- I am Joe.
- Stubbed my toe and rowed boat through blood,
- ate nothing in heaven while stuffed in Hell.
- Someone fell.
- Slipped on a rock, on a ledge, in the middle of summer.
- Scum lumps on feet sore with silence.
- Tylenol scold my head, Advil feed fever.
- Birds on humans and shit on my backpack.
- Attacked by verbs while high on herbs.
- Turbulence meets bed sheets when eyes can't close.
- Leave my foes and cover my head with hands.
- A land I left behind to find a hole in a wall showing pipes called Paul.
- Fought the ancient warrior with a musical instrument.
- Got tangled with a fang bearing human who spilled milk on his suit.
- Fate taught us to grow food, and invented TV.
- Two thousand years since the death of a pop star.
- Karoake lung on display in glass casing.
- Mased myself on a book shelf shaving sticks with a swiss.
- Faced myself in the land of mirrors, saw my eyeballs bleed and a raw spinal cord.
- Connect me with silver lining included.
- Conclude your feud with acts not facts.
- Studied math to have fun, and have fun with math.
- Grid my soul on a plane tasting cake.
- Get your napkins out and forks a bouncin, make noise on tables and forlorn the unspoken.
- Stick in your token and play wet and soaking.
- Dirty dishes of mind and kind people blind.
- Numb your skull to feel the pull.
- Natural infatuation with procrastination.
- Kill a poet and sell his body on the blackmarket.
Toilet Water
- skies rained toilet water today. the bed was comfy two blanket warm with dirty pillow case. cereal than cigarette.
slow and grey went day. Had to borrow a pen today, because I chewed the shit out of mine, just a nasty plastic taste. I got a blister on my right heel cause the padding on my shoes got real worn. Last night I realized there is a possible connection in reading flows of mass population with blood flows in a living organism.
- just as workers, each a specific job in a specific place, large cities like hearts, sidewalks and streets, veins flowing and transporting the people. cities as arteries? where is the heart, earth? earth is the physical body. The spiral of planets around a nucleus, the spiral of galaxies, like DNA, or Dantes winding hell, spiralling Mandelbrot sets and acid trips, spiralling nautilus's on the beach, spiralling waves in the ocean, tornadoes and the incessant winding and weaving to make rope, the spiralling of Near Death Experiences, the spiralling of engines, fans, and motors.
Toys Are Us
- Tears near glass eyes walking upon stilts in silt.
- Waves behave unscathed from garbage barges.
- Sat and sunk in a sink down a drain through a vein to rest on aptitude tests.
- I puked while climbing a fence then slipped in sewage.
- Dispose my repose of a rose.
- Nostrils on Yeti snort coke confetti.
- Stale ale blinds minds quick and heavy.
- Eating yellow jello in a microwave cave,
- I stood and turned to see Elvis waitng.
- Spilling guts and bombing huts uncensored my eye through a blank TV.
- We took pictures of ourselves in the youth booth.
- Someone had masterbated in there leaving their underwear.
- Care bears were the first to wear pop t-shirts.
- I listened to dogs farting in surround sound twenty feet underground.
- I bought headphones at a missle silo on sale.
- Failed, fallen, and lost, an angel is human for a cost.
- We swim in a river of livers with dangling cancer inside.
- Kept my wallet attached to my pants with a belt to holdup what covers my false lover.
- Nipple rings sing songs of sorrow, I borrow.
- To follow, I wallow in graves to shallow.
- Coughed in my coffin still open.
- Records played delayed swaying then bowing and owing us pay.
- Blue faces with blunts chew five cent runts.
- The laundry disappeared in the dryer with meyer.
- Burned some paper, then ate burgers at Arby's.
- Barbie was there with Elvis who didn't have underwear.
- We didn't care.
UNREPRESENTED PERVERSE TERMINOLOGY
- Subatomic Oyster Bake
- Financial Speech Theory
- Jungle Wax Lingo
- Patient Subliminal Junk
- Emaciated Urinal Feast
- Catatonic Nucleus Demolition
- Bipartial Linguistic Feces
- Topical Folicle Syndrome
- Urban Toxic Upheaval
- Unpatterned Obnoxious Fetus
- Featured Optical Survey
- Censored Radiation Magnet
- Complacent Cranial Investment
- Blackhole Bingo Complex
- Gravitational Cognitive Power
- Juxtaposed Narcotic Disfunction
- Electronic Opinion Dismemberment
- Operative Confusial System
- Tampered Re-Altered Fact
- Fused Central Cranium
- Cerebral Malignant Malfunction
- Nutritional Energy Coherence
- Learned Instinctial Mind-Flux
- Unbiased Portable Excuse
- Tender Rationalized Memory
- Autocreative Polarized Fragment
- Solar Rotational Curvature
- Frantic Social Behavior
- Eminent Misplacement Disaster
- Frontal Post-Eliptic Phase
- Qualitative Research Market
- Anti-Apocalyptic Neutralization
- Conclusive Metallic Universe
- Intrusive Viral Command
- Sympathetic Neural Morality
- Evasive Morbid Spiral
- Efficient Negative Connotation
- Recent Subversive Denouncement
- Final Operational Infection
- Tonal Disapproval Menace
- Abstract Vestal Distraction
- Psychotic Silicone Relevation
- Mega-Chaos Vaccination
- Obstructer Clot Oblivion
- Paralleled Force Comprehension
- Obtained Optical Resolution
- Relieved Retrieval Task
- Futile Future Embarkment
- Acidic Marrow Compound
- Labia Amniotic Tension
- Synthesized Labeled Element
- Barbaric Numeric Nomenclature
- Homogeneous Terra Phobia
- Quantitative Analytical Declaration
- Disturbed Bisexual Advancement
- Literal Reflective Relationship
- Terminal Libido Confusion
- Existing Photon Reality
- Distraught Unorthodox Comparison
- Allegorical Sensor Anomalie
- Epidermally Unaware Society
- Governmental Genocide Demonstration
- Utopian Robot War
- Clandestine Forest Intruders
- Imperial Melacholy Cult
- Statistic Dislodgement Foreclosure
- Religious Conceptual Fatigue
Wate
- The gurgle of the garbage disposal leaks in these dreams.
- Sacred sonic blasts of electromagnetic waves ebb on the beach.
- Actors distracted by mentors demented with cement.
- Unfound ground dug up without sound,
- quiet and quaint through trenches we wait.
- Built from steel,
- crushing our heels on pavement rough,
- tough with grime and crime.
- Time blinks forty years nears New Year's eve.
- Listen and question my motives for thinking.
- Drinking daze,
- moral ways sway.
- Phase 2.
- 13 floors speak drearily in green rain clouds that talk in ancient dialects.
- Unaffected by institution,
- the constitution is pulsed through our bodies from the new data stabilizers orbiting Earth.
- Clunky junk.
Whale Speak
- We never understood anything. Things were given to us, but we threw them away and never recycled. We forgot our names on preschool desks. Dumped our heads in html. Left handed and stranded on passages of illiteration. Ruff diamond to be shaped this earth. Stuffed ourselves with commercials to hate. Everyone advertises. Empty, left abandoned. Stopped to think, pigeon stink on a cracked piece of land. Sat and ate my lunch on the edge of the Earth. We kept chewing the bubble gum they fed us, only to make us more hungry.
- See yourself in everyone, and everyone in you.
- We are.
- Were.
- Heard something.
- Forgot it.
- Left it.
- Used it.
- I didn't need it anymore. Found stuff. Learned it. Turn.
- Dizzy from static. Soft sounds drill silently between pine trees. Winter was warm, we were armed with backpacks and pencils ready to change the world. Sick to the stomach of half-hour shows, time-slots slice. Video speaks to unborn children. Tied my shoes and readied myself for the journey ahead. Our bodies caterpillars, our souls butterflies.
- Shoot down the planes. War generals masterbate in front of telescreens showing starving children. You can help one for only the price of a cup of coffee. I think they grow the coffee. Global economy. Mission to Mars. So far.
- Died twice yesterday only to find myself in my bed dreaming of green. Screaming with toothache headaches. Blistered, twisted and sponged out into the ocean. Spoke with the whales.
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