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curled into a ball
like a flaccid *****
the mad geneticist
couldn't shake the
terror of being swallowed whole
by the enormous ****** his [-]
body used as a filthy ***** she kept
jumping on & off; He was standing
straight up & the wings, [what else to call them],
enveloped & ****** [-] into the wet
darkness; the glimmer of light showing
only hot pink & creamy opaque juices;
he was safe now in the Horney Psychiatric
Emergency Wing of the big city hospital;
his wrists strapped w/ rawhide;
his ankles clenched in rattling chain;
the NP came in face bland as Barbie,
'ur chart says u're a geneticist; u should
have known better than to try to create
a woman on ur own; women are copyright
by the Feminist State & u're in big trouble;
men aren't allowed to create anything, as it
always leads to violence; just look at urself,
u look like something the cat hocked up;
'No cat,' [-] strained to say, 'no cat!' he gasped -
'Yes, I know - it was a giant ***** - reports
have been all over the News but so far u're
the only one who's seen it, although there are
traces of it everywhere; a big ol' smelly snooch
can't hide forever,' she said lastly, closing
the cell's light & leaving [-] to his nightmares ♀︎
'Aaahh-ghh - -gchk-kca-chgchh!!'
Jun 14, 2018
Jun 14, 2018 at 5:57 PM UTC
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I once woke in another life; waking up looking around
as if out of a coma;
in a haze but lucid & a - wake;
'u okay, doc? the publican said,
yeh, yeh, I say
& started out to the street;
to get a breath of ***** air;
looking around the street the cars were driverless & really fast;
I had to cross at the green light or get so hit I walked to a liquor store &looked at the kid behind the counter;
I got whisky & Shnapps
& went home to 3DTV th at u could walk into & interact w/; tangible holograms || . |
it was the News; the newswoman was reading an important thing or other but I was shocked (r) \ that I could feel her **** & she just kept reading the news like I wasn't there;
****
I thin k I really woke up n when I
her cherry red mechanical lips said ****** difference had been outlawed & all human beings were now equal & no one could be referred to as man & woman but simply 'human'
or **** sapiens, but that was getting
heated into a kind of separatist thing in a schism over what is human; the faceless bureaucrat society \ decide d( ed to solve the problem
w/ so computer algorithm s & things got
worse; a lot worse; gender disappeared completely;
everyone seemed fine w/ it
but I was an angry( )drunk w/ a rare (a ) & somewhat random ***** & wanted to get it wet by dipp ing it into an available s
nooch; but to my horror the Headlines were all announcing that *** & sexuality were obsolete; punishable by long
prison sentences ;
freaked me out but it turns ou t I was a geneticist, l ike now we have programmers, in this weird future-alt-world every one was a geneticist; makes sense, right.
so I went home & was made was planning to plan planned to build an illegal woman, seriously;
I've been on the run since
Jun 3, 2018
Jun 3, 2018 at 5:06 AM UTC
**** said the mad scientist
drunk again; his absinthe low;
he glanced at the cloudy window
rainbows were growing out
of the tops of trees;
in a world where there is no
snooch nor **** only outlets;
he had built a Pygmalion
out of spare prosthetic bits
w/ detachable female parts;
parts that could be hidden
from the robo-cops; the scientist
hates this world & only wants to
go back to a place where women swung
from trees & weren't merely
a myth used to frighten children to bed;
he had a dream once where half of
all people were women & the other
half men; there were even those that
were both; but in 3232 *** is illegal;
u can arrested for sticking ur tongue
out; he didn't go outside anymore ex-
cept to get liquor; staying inside &
******* his robot, making sure the TV
isn't watching; making sure the computer
is turned completely off since it can't
be unplugged & the people on the 3DTV
are taking notes; he waits 'til after the Late
News to climb into the walk-in closet w/ the
robot in pieces that he assembles piece
by piece finally putting in the batteries
powers it up;
her AI gives herself a name:
MY NAME IS ***** SWALLOW
based on the uses he
puts her to ***** writes her
program & designs her own algorithms;
oh, oh, **** **** no, ( ) (i|s) he all anyone has to hear
is ' NAME IS VUL VA ' the ******* robot keeps repeating: in a tinny metallic voice: says MY NAME IS ***** & DO U W ANT
TO **** ME- IWANT TO **** U;
( )
the ******* stupid neighbors here, her saying that;
that's his ***
|
taking the sex-machine apart, the poor ******* is so paranoid he swears he'll
( )
never putsittogether again;
at night he roll s over in a sweat "MY NAME IS *****
murmuring from the closet
as (nights in the future are pitch balck) smelling o liquo like liquor et stumbling blind in the dark; he makes
it into the closet w/out turning the light on
& finding the pieces in the dark proceeds to attaching
all of the parts ass-backwards leg to shoulder; A+: b= y ( by the time
he's done ******** the moaning machine
he turned the small night light on & found
he'd put the ****** mechanical girl together completely upside down but still it worked; & long after,
since it didn't look like a-girl; more like a walking
lamp; which actually might one day come in handy;
******* misplaced; s (now when
she spoke it came out : LUVVA
nooch right below the forehead; fine, fine *** on her fine, fine a / chest;
a leg for an arm ;, long ne ck sticking out
from between her ears an eye for an ear ; the battery fades: he puts the head(v) away & curls up
w/ the chubby full- operational n torso
Jun 3, 2018
Jun 3, 2018 at 12:37 PM UTC