Feeling like syrup,
Stretched over so many feet,
Little holes present,
Stays together,
Holy Feat.

Lacking the security of a plait,
with violation of pecans,
Pastry slammed flat
By a siren call beacon.

Useless and stale,
Sickly and game,
Fermented and Pale,
Repugant the same,
A shelf life to fail.

a mongrel breed of... davy jones' theme...
and something from...
conspiring with... a hellraiser: music box...
in between these... and...
     none... of these...
and as ever...
all that... within the practical english...
of some sort of an assurance...
crippling the "lad" from essex...
            the desires to scream
impromptus...
allocating all that matters
as making a napkin
of a punctuation:
or the reverse... you partied:
i would be cited:
no go...
                no go not because
it was:
bull-whip-and-boring-crap...
sort of an: "affair"...
           that party soon turned up
as having its party-shorts...
sodden... with devolving
into: overtly-impressed...
roller-skating vigilantes...
assortment of batmans 2:0...
'two-point ohs":
hardly the ratio...
            well done: cheerio... *******
& anon.
         here, i... to grieve...
the sound of... creaking:
measured... widths and lengths of
wood!
     begone! for what "good"
could ever... "happen"...
this is no other friday, nor the 13th...
nor "good"...
            this be... "the friday"?

what god makes himself:
repugant... annually? or for that matter...
what demigod...
no longer once a year...
but: for... every... single... *******... year...
since!
until... somehow... that payot grows
an eye... at the end: tip-off a zappa
far right congregation: "well done"...

concert: a trumpet was about
to be smuggled in...
a kangaroo... was... limerick in
limbo... for the pouch...
the confines of being: sentimental...
the Congo... this...deity of Cain...
this...
          shadow teasing crescendo...
O! what... norms are to be
kept intact.... and all those...
to be later bound to having been...
excavated...

silence is my worship:
silence is my crown...
silence is my jury...
silence is my "agony aunt"...
              little late: come the boom!
i die: my glorification of relief...
i leftover.... boliersuit...
iz whatz we make cull of...
the... retards at the shooting lounge
of limp-**** hard-ons...
there's this... seance of erotica...
that... has a knife:
because it always wishes for a limp ****!

patriot of the 22 January 1863...
i've seen the thieves...
the photographs taken...
        a woman is to be compensated...
one is running cresendos
of rolling hamsterwheels in her head...
another is...
making details of scourging:
from a details in picture into a word...
because: of what: is a ghost...
to be fathomed as: somehow... a detail?

i do want to see h'america...
the h'america of cain...
                no other!
america is the playground of cain's spawn:
son of sam...
       david copperfield...
catcher in the rye: sort of leisure activity
worth of *******...

              CA-IN!
your little affair with: h'america:
the disney the anti-thesis ofSiberia...
       give me the grizzly bear first...
then equip me with a kissing through
to a killing spree: sort of equipment!

then... only then...
call me... retardo: espressro: limbo-fucktardo:
sr.! o'k'avvie?!
**** 'ebrew hoarder...
what excuse is there: for a "minority"...
given the existence of israel?!
i see none...
and in seeing none...
is that: auschwitz: tel aviv welcomes you?!