Vitiate the hull of mutton Taste the stringy woman lungs Suffocating in coiling scaly black tar demon ***** smoke The voluptuous carpentry is anxiously hyperventilating Your throat is baby xylophone You teeth are fuzzy rabbits Their fur is thick and itchy upon your tongue
The slide of octopus silk is massaging the nerves to pointy slumber Deep in the cauldron the baleen gates are straw and rapidly parting For some reason they won’t swim up You taste salt’s bite Emerge from the sea before you drown You silly fool
Pilgrims are waging the mass death Great lynches mandated by God Wailing with stinking dying young Having a picnic at the gallows
Whiskey shivers alive Boiling and screaming in tongues Strobing from inhuman pain to morphine stupor’s loving numb
Your ****** is a pastor Your child is the angel that keeps you from returning home to rosy Eden
Eve Your families’ legs are sewn in a knot They are frantically dancing the reel of the beheaded roach Untie their rainbow thighs To pay penance for your grave disobedience
Apologize to your hardworking father He’s doing the best he can Forgive your ungrateful daughter Adam Cain David
Washroom Pam is crying Towels are crying Soap is laughing I’m laughing You’re Pam
You are mouse and you are crumb Yellow red striped glaucous cat The fawn’s neck pulsing thick with squirming lump of rat
Realize This is all occurring In the wan lakes of your lady eyes Seventy six have you Love **** Breed
The paper walls are breathing in melodic unison with Thee
You are the Christian Frantic running from the lion’s jaws You are bored and waiting for the Greek tragedy You are Hindu Attempting to dodge Britain’s guns You mercilessly ram the bayonet into his muddy wrinkly face
You see the assassin firing See the bullets pierce Yet all you feel is your index finger hooking the smooth trigger And the rough handle of the handgun
The black eared checkered cat Hissing with xiphoid lizard teeth Not pretty enough to support your drug religion
Hungers for smiling child Hungers for drowning fear Glazed on tattered wings of shredded feathers The hot slaughtered meat
Escape the toilet’s screaming It needs Exact Change The sink bedpan is overflowing with bleeding Singing Roses
Air is acid breakfast scented cereal *****
This film is bad it’s bad It’s Nixon Lenin Jackie Gein
EEEEEEEEEEE A high pitched eerie screeching Pitch shifted hymns echoing in Westminster
Your sister the spinster of my festering whisker!
Sacrifice your schedule to the great lord Day Plan Burn the calendar Burn the crying trees and their hair accessories
Tiny arms are sprouting from your fingers with their own tiny hands Tiny arms from their fingers are growling with gushing stumps
A body within a body’s body You are the human macrophage Be a cannibal when you grow up
You realize your son isn’t yours He’s the ******* of your rival pack Become Cronos with radiant mane and the hairs of the velvet sun
Across the wood frame mirror You see me smear The graffiti crooked and huge black words God is great Get the pants