Tuesday, November 8, 2011

NO ONE TOLD ME IT WOULD MAKE ME BLIND

Only resident soon will be an anthropomorphic British clam
Planet acne's tableau relentlessly peppered
Torrid sun floating up from another level of asbestos
Aphrodisiac tuned across ages but a poisoned pea
leads to stringy skeletal epilepsy blindness cataract-
kilowatts of cappuccino dreck
Masturbation cavorting with variations of depressing spacesuit
Spinach accentuating Popeye's pores is very very nice for him
The terrarium, the patch of green, the crater of clay,
that tennis ball bicep is supernaturally hoisted from

3 comments:

  1. Blow jobs... masturbation...

    It is sexy fun poem time on Soapstain. :)

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  2. Apparently so. Now there's voyeurism & buxom hobbit women!

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