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
