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Saturday Nov 06, 2010

Nov 6, 2010
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I am crushing light pink fluffy nipples... and I was a perfect gentlemen just like Wyclef. Shout out to the Seville in Minneapolis, and the haze of whiskey and woman I celebrated with.

some days and words are better than only my ears and only my interpretations...

Some parents love champagne grapes

Her mouths unfold
For immeasurable origami
Glistening drops like a wet kitten
Nose or julep palsy

her hips circumnavigate
The only autonomic response
To reconcile the animal
Within herself she doesnt fathom

The flattered falter
The beautiful non-athletic curve
There is a whisper
In ignominious eternal surrender

We believe a purpose
For instinct
True as the teenager brave
Or the dying ovum frisk

A pink nipple
Of puppy dog brown
The sounds silent
stolen of utterances ecstasy

precognitive and swollen
the dancer fingers
overwhelmed by the throb
she and butterflies

a lip service
and a crevice or expanse
flush
to the diving sky

the warm blast
of cool saved minutiae
her vulcanized den
seething heaven

She kisses necks
Her fluffy trespasses
And her ass bitten
A love-song

Lyrical for madness
And tight strings plucked
The notes of her lyre
A worthy funeral cry

the raunchy grace for absurdity
a benevolence of sleaze
her hopes burnt
effervescent and lean

a muscle diction
and the violent tenderness
only the lover knows
of her damp whelp

rage and history and the broken
pennies for gossip
there is no care
nor cure but of excess and experience

Profound

Profound
Waste
A tool in my midst
I ask do I make

Sense
Incongruent in language
To you
And fair to myself

A soil sample
The mass murderer graves
Historical
Another philosophic

Rumble
Or Breeds Hill
I know no other metaphor
To express and suggest

Time will forget
The most attractive of danger
Insignificant
The tiniest hideousness

Coddled
The smiled torture
No home
A squared knot

Tempted to be nil
The seven seas or sins
Epic alliteration
In culture

Godlessness
Perfect as clean is empty
Retarded
I watch the sunset

The word migraine
Makes mushrooms
Instead
The robins migrate

Imagine a ruby throated
Pilgrimage
We are nave ragweed
And behold us quanta

Relative cowards
We will corrupt and die
Many millions
Of other moons

Tides of microbes
An incompatible our helix
For whiles
The structure of possible

The heavenly loom
Confused
For moments
Entangle the mathematics

Eventual the pariah
Technology will cure
No longer alive
Epochs existent

Gazers we become
Sustained viewing
Venomous and endless
The name of god

Further proof
Categorical the giant
Art
Disappears within kings

Dump truck bull-shit

A burgeoning
Pile somewhat shit and alliteration
Unmistaken the erect twenty-something teenage morning
Male and misunderstood in nature

Itself
Spacey the crude pattern emerges
The vehicle throttles
A papyrus I can only imperfect

The needle leaves taunt
A silver maple roots nude
Red shoots ballsy
Pods smarter than frivolous

The rabbit dumbfounded
A pellet traded
Wishful a queen sank her rotten thighs
The village dimpled

I pray the children reggae
A skank
Three birds and me we are indifferent
The mouthy mother may

Fuck her embezzled bare anus
The cheeky curb kiss
Misfit fragrance a plastic bag
Splendiferous the crunchy colloquy

Fist
Wide grip
For abstract joy the pulp
I will forget most

The truth
Buried for casualties
The highlighted auburn slut effuses
A spider jealous the predation

I rest
Assured in evolution
Wisdom a rocket
Or dynamite womanly

Whistling a hysteria
I remember to forget
Something
I forget to remember

About time
Consuming all
Even the wretch I know fears
Preposterously lazy her hate

Even lazier her love
The self indulgence
Wrings cheap inferno
I sing never lost

As angels must fall
Once
Lucifer dreamt
She is a demon without

Kindness or if ever compassion
Forgiveness allots
Trite in boredom
Imperfect wordsmiths

Devoid the temptation
One-sided afterbirth
She might as well be
A subject of nothing


Paste

Brush your teeth
Every time you masturbate
Anna said in Algonquin
Damn the dentist from Albuquerque

Memories thick air
Heavy hygienist tits
I would beg to suckle
The humanity

Should I breed
With others
Odds
My kids

Too many numerous
sponge seeds
Shat
Even color the coral

Flavor not a particle
Of physics
Too complicated
To simplify

Redundancy
The warpath
muddy howl
to carve the same name

The ridiculous toll

In a Spanish hospital
Hemmingway belled
As did the nine-year old
Crowned a messy squirming

Struggle to think imbued and buoyed
By sex of children
The Common-place in Romania
Oh the new meanings

An old fourth grader
Or the Olympic gymnast hindered
Bloodless and purple
The Peruvian potato was five

Oh so nearly four lifetimes
And nature has nothing
The child knows
But the big bloody meet

An Egyptian girl screams
Her clitoris circumcised
The birth control
A reason to burn books

Idealists we are here
To see a late teen
And cry foul
To hanker imaginings

The taut raw
A conurbation
The mountain lion
Aged or cured

To culture a cottage
Cheese
Or hops and its lofty cousin
The doors will be open

Swollen the hinges
Flail
The wood and trim
A tesla coil

Foremost the prison
By way of electrons
the commonplace to eat dogs
And be worldly the raped kids sold

VIEW 7 of 7 COMMENTS
rydell:
Very Pretty!
Nov 29, 2010
abra:
thank you for the poem.
Nov 29, 2010

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