Tuesday, July 19, 2011


Don's cellulite, prefab of flu and the preatomic denim,
bronchi depastured

His fetus so engorged as to be cloven,
a divination under the drip of the Sabbath's cheesy chemical

Don can show you the octo-asparagus –
the automaton's

Unraveling rattling botulism conducting the planetarium's
voodoo, assimilating

Mars odor not just for the sake of navigation
But for the sake of getting blown

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