"masterbatory" poems
It's like I'm here
and there's a road and
up ahead there's a castle
.
Maybe a witch maybe a fairy
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Like here we are
Like we're all in a movie
One that's gonna end quite queerly
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Bat **** presidents
Images smidagens
War dropping intimates of
Limited intelligence
With pretentious dimensions
Of child ****** penises
Flung around hung around
A public extraneous
Except for their masterbatory obesity
And the stupidity claimed as a necessity
Here a face there am ****
The difference is limited
To a **** eating people
Whose outlook is riveted
To the popcorn they eat at the theater
Where they bring their children to die
On the perimeter
Of the reality
In its obscurity
And the life
That used to be here
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Up ahead
A castle?
Is it a witch or a fairy there?
Mar 22, 2013
Mar 22, 2013 at 10:34 PM UTC
An apparition floats in the ether
Flirting with uncertainty
Fornicating with insanity
Dreams weaving spiderwebs
missed connections
The cerebral cortex is dead
Neurologic misconduct
The product of masterbatory philosophic ego
Circling the drain
Dark matter ***** its pistol
Currently the universal harmony is obsolete
Industrial jinx the Sphinx winks
Esoteric barbaric monkey race
Acrid acrobatics through semantics
Labrynth of foul play
The mind can't stray away
Meditate on the outer banks
Collective conscious cremating brain waves
the last microwave TV dinner
Enthroned on the last iceberg
Oct 9, 2017
Oct 9, 2017 at 5:55 PM UTC