I got high on eating pets to

an unhinged evacuation of a

mouth-long rape fantasy, the

detailed tackling of healthiness

through a crime-carrot while

in a relationship with a bird –

you too would feel it coming

in the room trying to oppose

a hooded Bruce Springsteen

when he hugs you, no?

Cleansed of this negro Candyman,

before his death, I fled an obsessive

tightness, spat three times

in the middle of the laundry ...

yet no prophecy lingering, drawn from

expectation of thief in the

night, departed sitting down

to Uranus jarring into hallucination...

Why do aliens queef secrets on the

branch of a solar eclipse, perish on

the beach and pass looks of sensational

peacocks starving to death?

 

A gay angel plays both sides in basketball,

moldy luggage in the head. Windshield wipers

splattering the brown vacuum with cotton swabs,

it doesn't really sound like the swirling of a crab

but like a math teacher's doll eyes its sparking

of painful red strap marks on the cactus makes

the latter simulate a sad loaf – this begs the question,

how does one compromise geometry with our sky?

It's gotten too close to said sky, whose tribal tattoo

curls smilingly. Beer barrels puzzle the void

without panic. Hurriedly strange cannibalism

still holds its sense of floating. Such plastic has

been lagging behind in the leprosy of our behemoth

sun's legless blinking, an energy, a central bank,

mired in life.

 

The sex symbol's inflatable cape is a ragged circumcision

with eerie parallels in castor oil, so get your fuck on amid heavy flames

across the flip-flopping bumper sticker sent from ancient time

through pneumatic tubes to the tune of the vape artist's nose whistle,

an Albanian's gaffe like the teasing of a sour gas or the shearing of a

carpet, a botched grooming that switches that feeling of steel up your ass

to a quashing of laundry, a screaming at a sex offender rejecting

the grinding, trying to take from the greasy bandanna whose essence

gushes over the punching bag of realism injecting death's shallow

shit portrait with the dust that knocks about broadly like ink only found

in the study of birds - the hardest marbling floats like a silly syndrome,

a haunted army surplus at risk of breaks between the seam deepening

in the death suit of a portable statue, blinded by the gory rush: so far

the pick-up vulture only eats your wife. A mom and pop operation in

the basket of dear life. The remotest of juices, the diarrhea on big tits,

reflecting my face. See my face. Slashed with fever. The lizard's

tunnels are your chosen booby trap. The insect can't not keep up.

On an average day, the ant was looking to fuck the Queen mildly

but came as if out of a box, his unraveled body sort of squared up. The

vibe crushed literally in the basement.

 

With spoon fanged bitter

cracking, there was a

beheading in the abattoir

like frat house perpetuation

of compost heap through

bird binoculars... Homie

neon deeply empty,

six shooter jeans plastered

with human hands.

The gimmick is killing

me, marred by the cord

plugged into my eyes –

rolling, they hang themselves...

Stand on the lump over there!

Sitting on the floor dead is too

intense. Stones grained like a fan.

Flattened would've been

nice, a simpler oozing. Cold cum

blockage safely; vampire mugshot is

my fate, anxiously confronting

the burglar naked...

Forklift sex on camera,

pouch shivering. Throws up

amazing mango. Maniac fart

prolapsed dusty crushes.

 

I'm on the tapeworm diet through the penis moon of Somalia

The helicopter which consisted of cells has gone quiet

It looks nice when it snubs purple

A missile from the robot's bladder acts as lemonade storage

Piss ushers back tears in a multiple nod

The tiny razors of the spider woman at home are calm

Yogurt inflation ahead of the unexpected

I woke up and it was disappointing

It washes out slightly more than holding one's breath

in the seamless malaria of AI booing watermelons

More dirt erased by sleeping on a bikini

does not seek to bother a nomad shepherding country music

Why all the congestion in a barrel?

 

That iron man, Elvis, that horoscopic songstress of the

deep well, ingests its own bathing suit like a stabbed

envelope. The jukebox rears its head, pushes for a gap

in the dense psychic sound tubing the flatlands as

quietly as possible. A white hole stuffed with her teeth.

The titillation hangs over a serial killer,

rips through the mushroom that revolves around Atlantis

with a zoo's hottest forest dreamt up in percussive

methane; the puffy worms crawl in laundry

like a truck sliding on its eyeballs, fall into her panties,

less space strings the taco together, a disease in the

playhouse flicking its detergent minus the spikes of

ghetto ash. The titan squatting overhead, tossing, feeling

himself, simmering while hiking and, only until his expansion

grows in its rigid closet, will cicadas hold their scum jagged

in his ass, will his ass's tongue's eggs embrace themselves, the

color of skin conducting its silky parts, eating the paralyzed

cunt's crypt-parts, the first pork-half's malfunction will

render tea, please, genitals, peak! Nails, deteriorate!

Beehive cartilage, harness the massive growths inside!

Why, clearly the most polluted shadow of the bureaucrat

is saving lives by spouting a horse's ear, while harmful prevention

is all YOU are capable of...

 

I strive to set fire to her

breasts consciously or

in one form of doll

Dating another bird

sparks clouds of reckless

driving, metal tied between

similarities to a mutant

strap-on: now people believe they've

stamped glass in

drowned cooking

across stale porn!

E.g. sword self-empties,

doles out tapeworm across

increasingly embarrassing

boundary, etc.

A puzzle hacked into pieces

ratchets up a maze

like a face pushing past

a woman on a barstool –

in depth repeating for

her sickle combing fucking

half of Nigeria

I don't know why it

turned into an argument

and cut that wig wrinkled

She disappeared very briefly,

friendly. I recognized

her, though... It was her

own doing. A floating bump

An inner peace bag

Together we'll kidnap

Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles

at the edge of river buttocks

with a pantyful of Chernobyl oil

Cheese in an endless chimney

A genetic disease in your gut

We walk through before-and-

after impressions nude

Operating heavy machinery

in a little town filled with the

funny noises of true love blind

and rolled-up in a phonebooth,

taunting a football

I'm not listening to the warbling of

a punching bag's tendency towards

light murder. There's nothing

I can do but tackle a headstone

crooked, slow-airpump and thumb

my nose flat on a yacht, and drop

my ambient blur into

her mythical apple core

 

Leaves apartment on the other side of the

beloved horse ass. Full frontal feathers

master of absurdity, insane evil nude

bangs provocative odds and picks

sacrifice over the deepest pleasure...

Jinks power layoffs and the perilous structure

Single rubble melt showed off big heartbeat -

across fat baby sick deny doorways repeatedly through

flattering only to forget frozen swallowed

golden vastness!

A sober statue dribble off the deep end

again cave maroon

for the tool saves lives

An expedient which knocks giants

dark, too, two-balled duck...

Outside fart clinic I heard undeath

lovelocked, zinged lesbian crest into

obscure mug. But shot chimp anti-black

bombed for birds manual-hearted into

disgusting spectacle. You dig a shared ruined

donut hole-horror fauna-soft

impotent from a mutual beam of ancient

pumping; Priscilla standing in grease

post-gag. AI sparks child's drunk revenge

of nausea flying, double slit pig one eye dog

pink abortion-mongering original lagoon

triggering rounds touch crumpled beef.

Jean-Michel Basquiat love New Balance :

Snoopy date her sister

MK Ultra red-hot ball ain't broke,

I adore Mac and Cheese

Jeffry Dahmer farms lots, haunts soiled clothes

took off near his eyeing secret weapon

really exposes mammalian fear etc.

Madeleine McCann drive trailer home cut

both ways recreating ass of cool mummy kicked!

Eat it and infect MOM's fork

The last one left the ski lodge

 

Many tears turned out pear-shaped. Sandman handled map

of women's long jump melting its plop. Ooze in tight 

arrangements somersaulted the comic cunt lower and lower 

and UP... Now up to and around the gas station's pox-existence, 

the swamp master's point of pessimism grounds into skeleton 

color without the need for thieves who broke the jaw's doggy 

blade in a mesmerizing ache: her personal touch sealed bird's 

bill like a steamboat. To console boutique turd with its call is 

to live twice, sword-filled with its hatred. The king of the Jew 

stepped out of the power plant in robot suit. It loves human 

sacrifice. Risk fire's wrath ignited in the casket. Mostly pivot 

the widow to the sensitive gym. Pal, the fun begins... 

Merry dragon reading tea leaves get my secret. Bomb manga-

scarred beige: the oil concentrate on a springboard dead. 

Thrilled to see many many foul moons, closed eyes wrestle soap. 

Exercise water pile-up up up and spurt! Fly from Uranus real 

yummy. Yet what actually happened: your fault. An absolute 

Loomer narrowly heat asshole's spurious soul, make a funny 

sound, a wild embryo's hepatitis zooming around the room... 

finally transcribe a rotten apple's escape from architecture of 

fundamental prison. Hey no printing on toilet paper here. 

Black from outer space. No fishing of audio. No town.

 

My grandfather's weird cat, just hands and other parts of schizophrenic

mascot-for-care, hangs onto ruins, darkness falls, inferno-like mirage in the

acrid air-conditioning even warmed up; please make it go away! An increasingly horrid

trapping of himself, a clown fraught within its once-championship belt will

emerge steadily wavering, fluent as hell in submitting to cute foaming

evacuation, whispering mentality's MK Ultra remains destroyed but surprisingly

hardwired to indigenous soft animal stabbed rising oyster stroked in pocket—

the quickest way to hang over stone!

Now lapping up berry type energy, delicious corpse hog machine

covering up flashy contamination's expulsion in mountains

concentration among the multiple boiled cog peeled drumbeat

circulating your burrowing, rather than pre-emptively burn illusion of end of sling... Meaningless being, a reverse collision underwater: Her inappropriate love of

the chess champion exacerbates her pumps, hitting up against cervix fixed in a place;

held my hand, my dick crawling accessible to insects as if hostile whilst trying to woo,

through mere subjective damage pukes on it and feels a faintness, leaves...

 

A hairy woman deepens water from aching stagnation

Spinal cord drinking severed single fuck

Darts off period discharge; misled by peril meets tense

Funeral director's unbelievably sized ball. My friend

Succumbs to irritable animals in the bathroom

That sympathy sex asshole, how obscure hardware goes

Forward as something your mom's allegedly watching closely....

Can't wait for it. I Don't trust the death inhaled into your

Alzheimer's weaponized chronological grocery

Dogbot unless 'arrest'-hope diving-accident firefly

Warns against secretive colorful mouth. Remotely life in

Insulin emerge tinder-dry, search for its grotesque

Hellfold amid all the freak trepidation I set myself

Upward needle-backslid into: with selfish optimistic hydration

Sleek spiderweb-blue years ago on a sex worker, perpetually

Positively dispatched unrest-jackoff lower crimes in

Hopes of OnlyFans on walls at something stopping crumbling

Golem minus still-boorish brick ringing past

The moon—a terrible scolding through hot tub turbine

Machine purging the not-impulsive fetus

A Malfunctioning want of haunted dazzling by

A boom medically, on a date

 

Potato of longing gazes and lesser, more multiverse-connected trouble. New idiot spike dissolve kitten. The hustle bones environments, more money comprehensibly; it's cool, she has secured handle on cool French fry-blot upon the Devil's birthmark to extract towards a tighter scramble.... Because that bitch has now dropped her left arm. A slice offers a glimpse into the beige bitter pill. Would like to be an unprecedented, patronizing blood of narrow ceramic straight to my broad face. In Bangladesh found that old peacock self-critically hazing its own island murder, pale oysters brutally provoked from erosion exactly the same. But empty....fucking truck-detox mineral-fiddly. The best way to enjoy hitting that ghostly lipstick to radio ratio like moss passing before too strong ((raining big balls) denies us dance-embarrassment bonded over king of woolly torture).. Talks everything crags. Orchestrated 9/11 rushing from an oil all souls the same way it'd divide a jet ski. You fall asleep on winter from spontaneous combustion. In jumping into dick. In the middle of night. In the jungles of the deaf... When his eyes move, plague-astounded yielding without ash-expulsion of the robot, Indian boy reincarnated as voyeuristic cat ramp up as a whole. Still peeping, a feline spiritual-sticking of my sister in the shower. Makes conditions congenial for fellatio-on-self. Imminent nap. Finally over pissing on ready frog centered (incorrectly) around journey toward center of basement's racing green.

 

Terrible yodel rip through trying to kill silent underground - put stork off woman, steeply together, slap aged cheese like pistol pulsating with goblin wires reported in missing anesthetic; ax highly decorated, actually my head sits down on the lightbulb lightly in like the very mud's plant standing in the direction of ghost tufts, pulled stream hot, hidden, unstructured, rain-swept from without in quiet garbage distance: “get out of my house!” in one place, unnamed chain, as warning just super-mega-upper moisture barking open contrasts and retained fell to earth kicked in the nuts: six feelers switching unusual toy, a common sense bomb, on off of a brown and red gum basis, attempt to hollow out prone, wall-to-wall karate. The mechanics of impulse for order, calm leaden somber, living and dead. Last stop.

 

Mostly this is due to farcical misunderstanding:

the century-long veneer of gossip as described by either

tunnel – valuable videogame black walls that baffle

drifting past the plane door stewed during unruly amount of duct-tape

in drawn goofball – my own pure busted-up secret style

strapped in beneath the blinding dew on an otter and my complete disregard for

television's glare flowering plumbing whether through forbidden

medical testing or by nestling in the stretched arms in which I really love

taking up space on your rug, my own tendrils bouncing in smutty excavation of

deer fat emboweled on the rivet of encephalopathy planted in different levels of shit

(feeling alright in my pod underground on a plank like rapidly drying railroad) –

for all I care the rear wheel could triple into all the wrong things hastily:

for triggering extreme blackout reunites with fire sickly and will

save us from drowning .... I have invested flogging and bloody bonding in the

most terrifying sausage decorated demonic by girls flooding hamburger

joint forever washing down eye-popping chemicals getting their periods

while rubbing feces into the machine that separates mysterious lavender

and packs up that sweet sweet algae in the sort of atmosphere with the

sort of sabotage I was pulled over on the shoulder of all this flesh 

sifting metamorphoses emotionally through their fingers...

 

The job is not that hard – a flashing, dressed figure's hard footsteps are 

portentous, a toothbrush of tangerine LEGO shoved unblinking. Stuff hard 

Datenschutz on the telephone, a crazy revolution (and game-changer) because of 

poor turnout splits slippers in the blue water of store juice in the thick street.

Tough, confused ejection of bathwater realized as sticky substance... prick shoelace-

hunting deep. Waitress wasted cryptid. In dark roses the bed's coquette

messes up arguments, leads him into heels that screw attack ships. Large Satan,

you Lea Brodie cover boat in serpent piston off on his golf course of dread

hijacking in ancestral pee-drinking and thrashing immortality –

with such burpees blissfully, she smell organ and the robot cut lover a beleaguered

puppet sprawling in murder of sheer heaven after the teenage retracted long null:

and cat eats the trauma of their plow into violence; that means bad haircut blizzard

and oh unabashed combustion compounded local charming personality with flair

for gravel. It is now a post office for the flying corpses and their treadmill

safety instructions roaring hot to the little ladies on Elvis impersonator's cock i.e 

Moscow contemporary bodyguard yes you started requiring a crumpled doll house 

prolonged as the hooligans skimmed Mario Kart –

ruminate alien like naked step sister half a century ago in fell stop motion

seafoam backlash; chief head pull off misty that pinky ring of ad hominem decaf

like an outcrop caught in the limp liver … The pain gap closed its plague

dilapidated and leaning into the juiciest baby which nods, mulls love struck

leveraging a palmy planting of critters against its own internal parasites.

 

I pant beside the third deer stuck! The redhead inhales

my long waste, aging words without source consumed;

barely any conspiracist poems on phone depraved sissy dry...

Dog surrendered. Woman shot. Talking bad despite the fearless,

authoritative transition (into pretty dust!): flips an empty bottle –

The dancing president looks flatter – Dresses shook – Body parts

spread into crazy silk around the staggered islanders...

Now dirty clerks blow a dirty sneak, they resent believing, tough with

a depressed tying up of used love flat and naked. Car, writhing,

captures cowboys: the tires with corners of a towel would be like

earrings just beside the stockings, wet in moonlight, like in a good

jail, in hopeless bars, listening to the radio: a backed tub

clogged by the sex thief's guilty bread body whose crystal lump tilts

with conviction the way strangers fucking slouch, harping thought sacks

and weeping shades. Coffee in the windows of famous nightclubs,

its splendid gray intellectual boots pace in the flesh, drive wildly

ashamed, the death of children breaking a whisky color barrier in

your ears in celebration's hell!

 

Ah-Ah-Ah if that happened, big mistake:

a lonely gods' maxed-out joy arrested with

a flick down there, but like desperation

continues after it has been repeated once,

cheaply dried, died following

cracks stiff-forced as yellow balloons in the streets.

Introduced the bed brains. Flapjacks grail the dog water

within a woman, like a planet of cigarettes sloshing

further in a pleasant doodle by the ugly hag smoking pencils...

Drive a strange knife rigorous for garbage into

it, its own detaching useless razor

is just the power of a sleeping ram.

The rotation mannequin in the tub blows off dirty stockings

during a regular biopsy. With its loss of sadness

machine guns curtains with a great cry, enormous split

three-girl crack of the feared soft hooker hibernating flexibly

through butter. Slipping in ash in the worst rectum, beer-blue

fingernails of a ceiling fan fish in pockets

touching singing starving hero roaming brain wet.

 

After getting hit

lips of wife

smoke Top Gun

furry

spinning twice as

many bottles

after

rivers whose trigger

you'd wear any

grape of

arrived threatening

to leak in 

the kitchen –

in 3am clash

flip-flop piece

over on

drunk

Jeannie

automatically stealing

ass of shit!

Terrible specimen

that feels powerfully!

Dream

disillusions

me during next

stroll

What you want

cleansed articulates the

ultimate

girl's body.

That pot

is guilty,

the napkins

withdraw...

beautiful things under

the thigh

that face

each other

tightly grow

in a

pile, wait

most sentient

following the

bathroom aftermath...

Rats retuning to

light

watch the nothingness.

 

In this lovely library, the first fat 

caught in me ends up 

in my raw chest, something laughing 

immanently central in me to 

protect me

a good thing? All those lifeforms,

I d-d-d-don't know, plants,

the fizz left in me toaster

creampied labyrinthine

No, no

That's impossible.

Aboriginal; nothing but

ducks, a cured god's

altered states

motherfucker Jane Fonda

Jurassic workout henchman  

warranted my

faithful onion blocks

skull-cracked; don't fuck 

with the overtly supernatural.

The last week's complaint

garage allergy fap car 

loving that journey 

during this morning's battle!!!

An avid breakfast-tuning

in dirty leukemia

disturbed entanglements.

I enjoy spooky intimate

despair to refrain

from abolishing savior

enshrined in herd. Stool

excited the litter.

Becomes the next pedigree puppy

50/50 PTSD

ass fake

Samsung autumnal

feeling of like 'too terrible

a sensual distance“: dancefloor

panty-shot at a blind eye, and

furthermore, doll-tired, a 

combat smear 

caterpillar interference

in the awful tapping.

The window sisters like a

defaced human tongue,

it shines transporting

a jar of cold 

hair; encased raspberry

Vanilla Ice black.