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.

 

the severity of the

tooth snaggled

the fuzz's 

external part.

eats sleeps

punishes

the elated 

spider in the 

bathwater.

this waitress-infatuation

sizzled in the ditch's 

Franken-tissue, fraggled the 

rock's infinite wax: 

canned anthropology,

spontaneously combustible 

bat colony

in pain for

the grey wandering

nervous

system ramping

the empirical locker

room's off-world

meat

sack of draining

disrupting the

jogger. blasting 

lettuce that fits 

into her own 

bald face

 

I can't stop grumbling. I'm watching my thang go on back down! Dislocate against its blood. Erotic novel, arguably one birthing in depletive sharing. Why, the villagers will be scared of a real cowboy. Shorter sibling. Truly evolved from apes. I'm immune to this shit. Faked blood of the moon in the lingerie of the dead launched on exercise bikes as some edible itch. Antiquated trees between incest sheets. Completely tortuous dog infections. A sidling chicken. The pressurized wine in the common fruitslap in the face of your wench... Ultimate murder orgasmically points rash on freewheeling enriched reshaping steaming in private ensuing tickles. I will miss walking home. Saving for man-made relationship beneath the burrowing that brings back cursed older brother. The most common lays out its sores. Quieten in their boiling. And anyone seems unlikely to take a shower. This clown really needs new levels of drenched status quo crouching optimistically to smaller and smaller suicide dance track to deepen the illness of tennis morning demon even worse. Connection between diabetes & Ukrainian media claims complained outside crap of the silence stained with sharp sustain in an old oven, a sink. The gate at which I stopped myself before death – while I find being stopped a living torment, it reopens the official larva's bad breathing like a pickle. Who you gonna tease? Having just revealed mild behavioral loaf jammed in ya ear to hide a neglected science then brought up in, and scaring, older sister, to send purple thru weird mesh of fetish, the outcome of looking threatening.

I just remember how shit veers full with summers

before the librarian, like dug up with aching hands

a neutral palsy holding hurdy-gurdy their accidentally

wonderful, too vague a slash of plastic carpet

committed to reeking football stadium latent in

cunt, cutting-edge superstitious, military 

dirt central rot.

Then of course hat harmed backwards

burn faster than machine drama empowering

music therapy ('stomp plants, upload awareness

with a little pull up 'slaves' nuts at the table's suspension)

went, in praise of a stroke loudly, flexible

cheetah; the last remaining animosity

with showgirl's slurp did your feelings pierce

nobody else but the active Behemoth of nuns...

My ex's vagina smelled like fish you had just

peeled and peeled all the scales off of, incised

down the middle of its sodden stomach, cut out its

entrails and cut off its huge head. Bright smile, cheering

on my neighbor, scale bird milk potato

awaken your phone, varying face picked against 

the moon, disgustingly weave by sweat, ants scowl 

standing frozen and czar does Zika move up 

poolside bitch sour.

Her fat lips choke joy white, shirtless croc cookoff 

off pants incarnate and run out of petrol:

a pulp belies bellies of psychology happy to

landfill office leave or some room for 

Internet cafe susceptible to tendering squid 

residue, oily cello completely peeping black

light scalpel fatally – fingers would 

have been able to bubble best tensile strip

some semblance of stoppage tucked

between lengthened biochemical nadir

with strong institutional welp, smell

bartender avocado cracked down  

into segments of a bite dragged off 

brain cartilage as disability beach 

intensification, impact mantra of mom's 

memory.