like the last days of disco....i was just barely born....hahahaha
A noise I make with my lips
As if voice squandered
by the river banks
chatters incoherent
mellifluous perversion
it
proverbial
dwells
innate
of it the wind
calls many a ridiculous demon
the land skips
and we mutter middle earth
an effigy for a garden
hose
betty Crocker
punk rocker
a tattoo pygmy
serpentine
writhing indulgent
eyesore forgotten
like a lot
to a Purim
noise maker
kissing
my inner ear
nigh
and concerted
by her wine
my sultry water
with bathsheba
blooming
like a Lebanese cedar
red abreast a pomegranate
grove
littered with edible
seeds
the pennies
between
her thighs
frolicking sonnet
and a girl
my father
reminded me
could lick her eyebrows
my dad a mythical
my uncle a circus financier
as I have niggardly wanted to find a girl
with a glass eye
to travel
with fisting indulgence
penciling mental
heroics
Awe
spangled
strangled
mangled
as simple as
baptismal theory
finagled
epiphany
simply
to mutter
mother
fucker
maybe
like this endemic village
sitting insincere
for the folly crazy
Ire
like the lancing Piccadilly
pi
lucid
random bated
oh
so
complicated
Into oblivion
in love
with
never ending
my eyes were on
her nexus
barren
kissing
sovereign lengthy sex
as all
were about it
reborn
sex
and propriety
loneliness
abandoned
I dreamt this
in an eclipse
of my collective unconscious
upon a youthful year
waiting a dot escaping
time
thru moment
with a mayfly karma
we lied
and lay bewildered by mystery
my geisha
gerrymandering
a milieu
of cantankerous
combustion
like Chinese dinner for two
different cultures
two bacteria
suburban
sexy in forever
blue jeans
riot white
the song
lion share
the loon
racy pine must
mosquito privy
cool cool night
beneath Ojibwa fortune
and Greek tragedy
condemning comedy
for forgetting death almighty
I wished the spittoon
holy and my tongue
lost
from her inner thigh forever
she licked my asshole
for forgiveness
and pity
fell upon her
knees
misogyny thrived
God cried
and Judah celebrated
no Maccabe
no David
no king
like the pelvis divine
swivelled or shook
as the plight of a strike
for all man
kind
and so the woman spoke
and we didnt listen
and we agreed
to another bout
of eternal slavery
by sex
wanting goddamn
domestication
A noise I make with my lips
As if voice squandered
by the river banks
chatters incoherent
mellifluous perversion
it
proverbial
dwells
innate
of it the wind
calls many a ridiculous demon
the land skips
and we mutter middle earth
an effigy for a garden
hose
betty Crocker
punk rocker
a tattoo pygmy
serpentine
writhing indulgent
eyesore forgotten
like a lot
to a Purim
noise maker
kissing
my inner ear
nigh
and concerted
by her wine
my sultry water
with bathsheba
blooming
like a Lebanese cedar
red abreast a pomegranate
grove
littered with edible
seeds
the pennies
between
her thighs
frolicking sonnet
and a girl
my father
reminded me
could lick her eyebrows
my dad a mythical
my uncle a circus financier
as I have niggardly wanted to find a girl
with a glass eye
to travel
with fisting indulgence
penciling mental
heroics
Awe
spangled
strangled
mangled
as simple as
baptismal theory
finagled
epiphany
simply
to mutter
mother
fucker
maybe
like this endemic village
sitting insincere
for the folly crazy
Ire
like the lancing Piccadilly
pi
lucid
random bated
oh
so
complicated
Into oblivion
in love
with
never ending
my eyes were on
her nexus
barren
kissing
sovereign lengthy sex
as all
were about it
reborn
sex
and propriety
loneliness
abandoned
I dreamt this
in an eclipse
of my collective unconscious
upon a youthful year
waiting a dot escaping
time
thru moment
with a mayfly karma
we lied
and lay bewildered by mystery
my geisha
gerrymandering
a milieu
of cantankerous
combustion
like Chinese dinner for two
different cultures
two bacteria
suburban
sexy in forever
blue jeans
riot white
the song
lion share
the loon
racy pine must
mosquito privy
cool cool night
beneath Ojibwa fortune
and Greek tragedy
condemning comedy
for forgetting death almighty
I wished the spittoon
holy and my tongue
lost
from her inner thigh forever
she licked my asshole
for forgiveness
and pity
fell upon her
knees
misogyny thrived
God cried
and Judah celebrated
no Maccabe
no David
no king
like the pelvis divine
swivelled or shook
as the plight of a strike
for all man
kind
and so the woman spoke
and we didnt listen
and we agreed
to another bout
of eternal slavery
by sex
wanting goddamn
domestication
spelling is a great thing...like making money, i'm not so good at it.
http://www.ism.org/