Friday, June 13, 2014

Cover a boring pee buddy in dollar signs. Choke the bass rose muff potato head balls wax mouse bitch watts. Garfield's dick interdimentionally overcompensates. Glom on exquisite enemy flip-flops smell. Fuck yeah Halloween-coalesce. Beach fear in the parking lot. End of life. The Force flesh clown foot-operated bloody. Operatic titty cumshot suicide photocopy glisten hate pony filament heart attack snake suck mermaid tube. The faded lego head shoots out from the center of a horse turd orb. Debunk GTA Segway squidward. Zip-tie swag wrack curves visible from space. A dumped body. Harvesting delicious lifeless beautiful KitKat women monsters desert rot fever wrap. Spoiler: forever. An undisguised unconscious colossus. The feeling dinosaur-piles earth-toned in ribbed gangster kiss blood terminals interface. Magnetic ducts spewing queer blood unite overgrown dream-addled tamponcephalic supercomputer crying grainy rain spider paste explosions pasta-like streaming loneliness echoes hack dying cyber-dreaming on a peg feels like punching the sticky streets. Dreadful moonshine werewolf afterbirth shame bloom nightmare tumbler road cone bling laughter rat faced at depressed lawnmower steel fashioned impact after goat. Namely, never. Spurred by a pharmacopeia of acoustic beefcake MMORPG. My only gripe is that only my propeller is latched to my bicycle and to a subterranean sensitivity latched to my butthole chugs wet toilet laser. Copying a jerking narcissist missing dark throat gravity bloodstains copy Pokémon-finger. Mummifying. Copulate. Bic musk clickhole zombie Barbie and mindblow your dick dusk. Fusing the spine of the spoon dying caterpillars GPS chernobyl pram sponge with. Insanity streams shroud like the old Windex aesthetic. Would Linux swell and a bevy of crocodile tears like carnivorous skulls head injury hump. Do drones prefer experimental horsemanship who'd screw perverse helmet. Robot hip manslaughter materials imitate fail squid aggression in terms of rubber band. Prozac fucked pussy rejected pussy eating titty and electric titty condensed titty death intimacy ensued after dying blood chainz. A giant spider undereye consequence rests sack shard haunt stomach nut sack lurch. Feed plague cartilage quanta framing flashback ducts in the bush shrieks an all night vampire and slams gruesomer blood tarot and hung rubbery autopsy vector. Photographed humanoid magma serpentine hanging out. Panic afflict Victorian Japan gross monster skeleton steam blocked palpable tube of blood face bone yearning breath blood pale anatomy flowers chainsaw continuity and creepy victim deep serial Lucifer computer death opiate junk blend tender corpse bride consumption with barfing termites immortal penny drifts spun sex cinder block hunger sloshing on Santa's knees and then some. The doomsday patina gamma rays e.g. LIKE THIS HOSE. Harsh X-mas tree reflector residue hollow rubbing walls of anxiety sadness transmitters disables awful outlandish horse mask carrots socks' souls self suck video in a bag of slurry science lab crab meat masturbation allows me to glaze fetid big demon skeleton human centipede greener by dentist squirt fail paint piping rubber hands. Extra lives log cheeseburger trash beam in exploding head wizard wheeze wedges bear into tutu. Cock gaze hanging Subway hammock orange peel pimp schizophrenia faux pas horror kooky trance cringe elevator spectrum and colliding shambling only hideously alone would the barbeque blink out of existence. Then crumbs easily get deep in the ass titty mowing nipple drive-thru paralyzed in ninja anus color stages, youtubed, and beg for death from the log life form. The terror of just a dead sci-fi trope gazing from a dick hole navel fantasy anus, which I can't tell you what farts leper bung blunts humanlike ripple in a weird bacon jar with horror puppet horns exoskeleton and sword pube mobius chic, plows ass lead rippling sensors beestung in the Tetris sex castle and leper cock fart picnic nipple hands ass crank ass aliens, suicide the way boobs titty looks. Please kiss my lung, flesh bloody boobs nipple, in Transformer periscope peristalsis suicide colors with a new horror pellucid stupid hair precursor of depraved nervous robot emotions the way Amazon rapes orphans, in the other hand jocks crank unclean jerk sores in spastic bulb poses garden fart dark hypnosis headset recycling leper cock horror boner fail fart bangs a sort of dark Angry Birds crank ass cloud data beauty hole, or leather comic green yung robot lung hole stochastic. Techno 69 chicken coop solipsism totally gum prolapse bugger off, endow swathes of ubiquitous rot torture rack stereo liver, and with his own ebola budgie potato venom and mumblecore on the stalks of the sleaziest experimental church hotdog dong yuggoth, the hatred's forked sparkler and violent CHAN's daily peen, not only his T-shirt, a Roman candle severed head prison manga magus "psychopants" diaper hug devil revenge asswipe, and evil sycophantic drug violence and the half alive bone of doom similarities, celluloid light squirt exploitation and burgeoning also, until I win penis solarium magnetic crust raw chronic semen nebbish as “Diabetes Kirk” and Topol as “Spock”, straw nurse 5000 dish EEG dog-orgasm soul basement bruh 13 carnival brainwaves flashing stiff in the druggy's mind, analog out-of-body Frankenstein scar chug and the engendering of evil grandma boy dementia, a rotting VCR profusion and possessed gargoyles wend and yet it ejects the interior sounds in tar postcard light distance from what doesn't seem quite right to the druggy
 

Sunday, June 8, 2014

Warlord

figure scare into a warlord made of ass
force feed magnet sutured to boogie spike
and like war clouds shit on the street

your reptile dorks spore
before a totally logical murk
on gummy fire buried Paleolithic in orgy, taste it waste it

boiling through to metal
worn in parable unsightly
sleepgasm groan for swaths of roadside attraction

and cut teeth down Monsanto hep
to cartoon pitchfork aflop
automotive rebuke

in a concrete cloud, WALL-E the garden schizophrenic
tinfoil mannequin expansion
grabbing hyper affliction in drag

plaid swan frazzle greasy
joke science tonsil pastiche
as a wiener inhabits a dick pic

as a patina of chemical inserts
as human emotions projected onto impenetrable app

Thursday, June 5, 2014

Umbrella Crust

I felt poliowood
and wanna minimize Windows O-face
still-warming in agonyliver
with objectively not much inside
or what feels like the Kindle
that sadness corduroys
Zentaped in dungeon hair
enlightenment, an interpretation
exorcized from horsemeat
and cutting down the whitelight
of its blinding, linear dust-migration
Like swerving for a deer in
the road, a lot of damage
not done in not hitting
Garfield with his colostomy bag
shedding skin, sending
umbrellacrust into kooky orbit
masturbation-recirculated scabies
and bubbles in eyebrows 

Tuesday, June 3, 2014

For A Laugh

for a laugh
harsh soup is laid softly on placemats, dish towels, band posters
cranked from a multi-storey video game
as peak eye-contact with the robot grimes tits
which since God and time were born
levitated in lab coats
(the tits have)
shooting carcasses moving through the metro afterworld
from an inside-out Mazda
dolphin cum turns wine into a jaded, lab-grown flavor
gotten via drainage – for a laugh
in turn derived from an incision in the head
(laughter also happens) at the threat of WEEDS SPROUTING
after shaving my balls in the Transporter Room
abhorrent shaved-looking nano-elephants cloned 360 degrees
the Supreme Lie resembling a driveby urinal-spill
front door hemorrhoids and small-town steam
this cat feels real – when it scalds when it shits
because don't shit
Slayer
pee
Slayer
although
since when when novelty mugwort thwarts the 3D-printed ghost do I get pissed?
and do pee?
anyway, where's the shithole on this UFO
at the séance earlier I was prevented from whacking it
BY SHITHEADS
dead sac I may not disgustedly high-five apparently!?
and what of the sumptuous tides
of corpse-to-corpse blood transfusion?
this shit is air to the living
but air guitar to the dead
hybrid tongue becomes meatier blade runner
(“LOOK AT MY BARBED CROTCH”)
as sand runs form dong-nostril
onto placemats, dish towels, band posters
for a laugh
as mentioned on fortune cookie overleaf
something
(“AIEEEEEEEE”)
mm-hmm
something had infused the spooky vibrator
sticking out non-sticky (but barbed)
(a flopping harassment) sadly gooping in non-shiny butt
Star Trek particle-spray like a mosaic death
curio chic owl foreskin (its blanketing time-travel) (ungh)
lifting Kirk's breakfast mullet
with a long-nailed Grand Guignol
and because of their Martian metabolism
tomatoes are great heat keepers!


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