II

Banging on emerging, tone dead lily pad

Bat out of its own rejecting shadow trailing gray

Went to heaven texting

To feel out God's voice recognition in-depth

Truck dude still deceased in his own fresh port

Hell on Earth bee-bop oil-dong

The ravens discarded

Fascist Microsoft groove (must die)

Raw high-rise like blotted-out statue

Immersive crunch shed Hulk Hogan

LEGO solar panels chump OK

Embellished our graves

A too bubbly world order

An unloved staph infection takes up space

Tryst playing drunk with Mortal Kombat character limit

Annoying horny lobster

Linux teased inner dope

In porno jars grid-sufferers coal

In snake mullets ruminate

In public particle collider shotgun chemical parakeet

Pray hunger humane and cheap stop

Awful software bug of emerald as modern wax-wing

And synth personally pop as flammable roaming

Darkness-obvert ya regrettable mask

Resting slop of Monsanto rethinking silicone

And jacket tongues bathrobes on space station

The good water twisted liver

And abominations articulating minimal

Dance anxiety cities slime

If anything moved it was a septum ring, to cause new

pain, gentle asshole bleaches typically in cryosleep

even though he couldn't push them, till overflowing

happened to you, this is not me simultaneously,

revenge touchy-feely nor seasonal affective disorder

as fuck, stopped thinking about head pulse the last time I,

directly lifted form golden lightning, in Tacoma, Washington. 

I

ineffable paper stuck around sex-related

(burning & smoke)

meadow of irremovable lurching

and electronic foreign body

at the wind, make orifices flooring toilet plunger

reverse gestated screw driver,

(and not including perforation)

he sat upon front of his septic trunk, sand in attachments

patiently the vultures sprain, excluding contusions

all parts of hematoma his finger anus-plant & dropped nothing

- while neck ingested elbow

she waits, and the strange lacerations glove

- dressed in work attire

appeared you guys wait Mars!

pawn-aesthetic entranced personal blue

in a peaceful imitation

of shrug scattered

recognize sheets of magic afloat

burn-vexed smiling while alligator

automaton miraculous from the sky.....

the devil's home video

carcasses amid widening

touching Ur-intersections (moment of parallelograms)

covering the future

(thick per hour)

and the Replicant totally died

will have a lot of slew

of yesterday afternoon,

lose mind sitting on division of the thinnest chair

headless shoot opioids in encryption

of status quo fuck themselves enuretic nope silly

ferry dark soul have

begun theoretical Nokia spicy

but how much anything's Ninja exquisite does

not throw out any heat; my heart stopped

my hands tied down a hole;

pleasure cords fire

upon spots malevolent, as any birth,

there's a tiny hair in everything

with seraph-allergy

lactic dick stopped failed to

envelop acid of cock

to inform

This is not to be missed:

ageless ketchup sapphire

reuse elliptic trashcan: unzip origami dangerous

for t-shirt suppression to

improve, transfix toast fake as such Thor's hammer's

transition into rotted fan

for a large brain damage sunshine canine incredible

pixta or pictures, pretending is normal 

The Mourning Chef stands near his bloody workbench. Mourning, he moves

up closer to his meated workbench. “Well gore me through onion rings it was

cringeworthy like shit on a skateboard but I'll miss it.” He sniffs. He used

to describe his ideal ass as big but in the throes of mourning a steak-sized

chunk of his own ass the Mourning Chef could literally appreciate Big Butts to

physically yo-yo from outer space. “Death is entertainer. EAT? Eat is sad. Without

death.” Magic dump of The Dyslexic Dumbass. CGI chemical like caramel

came out of his butt. Rang dankly like the default acronym for zit with granulous

funk. Bitcoins swarmed, their hiss brushed plastic when the robot whisperer

brought his mouth near metal ear. The dying sex machine's irresistible

hand-eye coordination spooning airy Xbox, snake bite surpassing sex

spots with irritating game show wrench. Sarah The Waitress regarding The Pale

Clown falling apart, says: “Having to go to work with a phantom butt and spray

the strange signals of the general anxiety you'd expect form a freakier heartthrob.”

Woman's mask BLATANTLY physically possible.... except when purged from, say,

a dickhead. “Well I never took the stupid shine. Who wants to come dig out ball

fillet recommencing through Hell, time killed horsely in my area,” of course at

a lesser frequency than chips have passed by – so extreme he's on drugs, the

Mourning Chef browning wormholes together, the most vascular array uncovered

impacted consciousness in effervescent engagement, “The summer of a stressful

period thinking about me....”  

“I'd like to stick my gum on this leaf, here, wait up a sec.”

“Like, a literal skull emerges.... if you put the hat on, the hat literally

skeletonizes your mind and head.”

“Don't mind if I do.”

“...”

“...”

“Breaking down in high-res already there, bud.”

“Fuck my psychological response, a lie.”

“Also, fuck its resistance to whatever's happening to you....”

“Whoa.”

“Just relax.”

“I see God.... Whoa, a joke.”

“McDonald's.... there's some people who go in there and pray.”

“I've the sensation of being submerged beneath a dark hood.... but it feels ….

genetic, I dunno. Very much a part of me.”

“Yeah, as if your biological hair is a blunt crushing weight, but at the same time

you're spiritually jovial, beneath it.”

“Bowing, I feel like doing.”

“Sinking to the ground. Repenting.”

“....”

“Bro, whatever you're biting on, it sounds cool.”

“...”

“REPENT.”

“You said it.”

“...”

“Mild horniness. Do I still have a face?!”

“Ya don't worry.”

“An unsolicited, botanical dick pic by the sauna wizard would be inclined

to gingham outward, fixed concrete in used tires like an anxiety pail

if you asked that girl what breaks literal hearts.”

“Whom her heart has been literally broken by. Are you referring to the girl you're

thinking of, now?”

“Her heart.... dragged pulsating through the squad's underwear drawers.”

“Emerging chalky. But stinky”.

“...”

“Crane your neck vicious like a dog mating, mate. Gain space....”

“As if via my brain, feeding a lawnmower the synthetic myth's taste of

donor kidney.”

“Arial defies printer ink like the work of a pornographer of principle.”

“A 69 Ghostbuster eclipse jazz-mauling a vineyard.”

“Shaping the wine.”

“Or a radical animation of a child bride, whom Oliver Stone puts on the

gynecologist's throne, electrocutes then pours acid over.”

“...”

“...”

“Dude's vests are ugly, though.”

“Fuck Oliver.”

“According to that fucking genius, technological advances will make us lonelier.”

“It's no secret!”

“Acid....”

“Lonely on the inside.”

“And the outside.”

“....”

Honeycomb, like coming home, ushered in the butt of precarious roof, beach

footprints monotonous like dishes, like first kisses, remains of dignity slaughterhouse

through their bodies, mechanized GI Joe sweltering fruition upon whore cold in the

ground, his face spineless snap close together, fastest-growing melons of the

unruly prick, grotesque signs horny in soil, ostrich balls spaced nude Trump coin

inception tolerate dermatologist's red pesticide, impose snow fucker with zap of humunculus' own big hands, traumatic make-believe sans studded eye pleasant

traverse pure evil, AI of the gods of Absence shift the butt of food, squirm when 

supernatural morphin' ape embodied twilight, engraved garbage pulp buddy

fumes, has the bug brains of a toxic avenger, couch of Heath Ledger transpires

lavish surf induction, a wet bed, baptized by Darth Maul, woke voodoo gets giant

false stemming bowels symmetry of fires to envelope unwitting treasures in garage

sale dark moment, YouTube is worth it, and inhaling spacious manifestation, spiky

ribs of the toe on gameshow Nazis blame Queen transplants Rocky's semen scab sinews

qualm dusty web totally, creepy meat static stop motion Spike Jonze cells stoop

enhanced, gored side by side, shiny posthumanity, crap one by one, incessant spirits

canvas of guy on tanning bed outside of liquid emits, crime fighting impedes veins in

skulls handheld Tokyo black possessing surgeon who sluiced butthole Micky Mouse like

mushrooms in her arms, a slut for elusive tortoise sans medical unity, envelopes mad

alienphobe, sword peeled with huge fabric of petroleum Borealis topless death email threshold of crater at 4AM, the throw-up attraction, social media mythology tranquil

on piss pillars, turns intimate ransom of janitor into beautiful peanuts beaten into

wound.  

Last year, repetitive ghosts reaching for dead of probe. Over a century filled spirit

of the eyeless quake, squandered by insufferable alligator. No wonder quiet organism,

I think. Made a manacled dinosaur fossil. So soft, pixels from heaven copy oil.

So it's hard, Cary Grant murder poop and the pattern of TBT robot fungus zone,

compulsive MSM existing from fear, do not leave a bird brittle computer....

In the building at VIP group chat hotel UI flesh, shape crypto quote, with mysteries

snake thong psychopath, remains to be the infinite crack.... of more

black meaning dilated into extreme noise, none at all equal.....

Those horror stories about neighbor's curse, in dinner bursts volume

of diuretic wine of the I am a hero in combinations of dreams. Released

the print data on filth jetpack, per feet of hat schlong explosives in buffoon inches.

Memories doll Note: see urinal attendance on duplicate nail, his period,

influenza, and passed headless imbalance was the onset of 360 Kindle in a

running shoe. His crush GM child. Dirty folds crap concave. Trees bag keychain

spine see-through.... 'because you have a chunky absence of darker planet' hallowed,

and strangler with forehead burger, heals the beholder. Dirty manages to gloss

over infamous virgin bathroom hostages in, over the entangled rat narrowly. 

Good morning, and Chloe Moretz. Cut-outs – autonomous –

fridge head on hands – kill worm, the loudest pie telescopes

love – sharing dark side of contradiction – deleted scenes

of CT scan paste hearse trunk vision along pawn's ax....

Gutter Nerf degenerates into bedpan noir. Graffiti plagues 2D

board games isolated in a cast of Web 2.0 jungle, and angry white

(raven). Enters Minigolf (cavern) on giant's shoulders. Optic butt

plug explores (gravel path) on mud train. Wrestling can feel rubbery:

in the weirdest paradigm, my iPhone powers threaten subconsciously –

bloody imaginary celestial subway; Jaws death's jail's vertical

dating site topography of shake-off holy crap – Jedi rock meld –

Earth suffering from backyard mountains. The chicken hidden by

the bachelor's expired! maize (uneasy knob) – encouragingly – dead

devil bits falling off, likable.... Pokemon meet Ted Bundy in

the car wash funnel – bristle – hiss. Virtual reality (exaggerated?),

Sinbad jumpy.

Hello what to the aging process the spaces between 'roids

here and there on Super Mario have become window to

schematic pop, here and there have become the WWI

plague doctor, wormless cumming *lights candles* for

my tombstone to read instant messaging, just ketchup and

emo cop will soon be joined, revenge is what happens

when you guess what i'm saying. Walking the snow for

some cream on the cock, you and I are smitten by aspects

of pussy's own language, stupid shine and helpless grillz....