Tuesday, October 16, 2012

Rated R - For Disturbing Images and Some Terror








Tape-loop center drop, fright-fought rough stop - terror hampton attic swing - sex is boring - German cum pigz with big white shoes - ugly woman on the bus with thinning hair and attitude - holy numbness directed to the sky - hams, skulls and lips - digging down through the bottomless baby-eater dresses - stroking hair of fist unions, clustered claws of jizz kids - the closed eyes of a woman’s mouth - a significant rote of note that yellows the face of those who sleep - shitting on one side - cramming turned by one perfume to dance on the jamming floor touching before the lipshade pantings - toss off type of type who gags on the forefront - encrusted balls caught between his teeth - the muscular claims of circumcised sleep - walking footless through the forensic - tape tripping again, traipsing along the long spots - every person isn’t a definition until they die - structural meta-loop - I’m sorry (wait and see) - I’ll give you childhood’s perfumed rank - laid out with tubes tucked into the sockets (all of them) - tucked deep in the folds of the rancor, a bear chunk blustered with fur - sugared cupcakes - dribbling orifices smacked with mackerel - philosophy for flack - boom clap strip - noun left to right the wrong of the mark of wrong across your face, ripped open solid by hampering winds of polite indiscretions and energy where the lights are always on and the doors are always closed and the knocking creeps up to the instances of surprise that moan to the left like empty road blossoming terror which drags the haggard bodies back into the bed and sleeping and dreaming of waves crashing on top of them, hitting snooze to make sure that wet blanket keeps them warm, or as warm as the ocean may be this time of year -   





being stuck in my arms in the early morning, naked