Punctually Pissing Roses


This isn’t a story about gonorrhea.

In fact, quite the opposite…
Imagine pissing roses
in front of armed cops.
Shower away your abusive power.

Hey, Los Angeles, how are you?

Have you hung sarcasm on a cross, yet?

Imagine world peace raped dignity.
By unlawful consensual standards,
you’d have to say please.

Hello, conscience, how’s it going?

Not good. What’s wrong?

Prime minister rat-pubican frosty
is now taking over Baskin Robbins.
Our country won’t be
of mix flavors anymore.
We’re divided; we’re stuck with vanilla ice.

Imagine burping demo-cats.
I assume a sniff movie about cats & pizza-gate.
Let’s not think analytical here…
hence ask yourself;
if I were Hannibal Lecter
which conspiracy parts would I eat?

The answer is simple: easy.

 

 

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Chant Acne you Cuddly Nuclear Missile

 

“Myrmidon, chants twice necrosis!”
Lutheran scar, peptide acne –
how unsafe does your oblivion year produce?

Rhizome seaweed,
uncloak the papule gulch
around dead scree calve.

A slouch army

A Buddhist cow

A time acid teething

Caliphate formulations macrophage…

Absinthe speaks spiritual oils –
they cuddle me
like a missile.
Cry in horror when you see follicles foist.

And it happens so…
Oh! How your mantra activates…
A where bathe air in the form however.

Tibetans sieve
after the nuclear performer.
Warfare periods, toys love antibiotics.

Where’s your god bomb money?

Can I tuck you to bed plimsoll?
Sure, just let the dying Catholics
do the pill popping first.

 

 

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Obligations Bring Forth the Seventh Human


Vitruvian asomatous

curves fourth
your obligation to the seventh human.

Xuzzine bough
collects stench cahoots
near the cloning Lucy days.

Regrets shine louder
than piquant ire.
Oh! My lady expose –
am I your new sex animal?
Surprise me then & torture some.

What if reason snarls
at our encrypted apes?
What absence
does the split chorale from?

Oasis sperm scents between her leg putty.

Anthracite irenic
botched out XYZ…
Bathos encodes it,
ben spiffy
swamps epicene;
the gorilla barbershop universe
hates commas & glutton leer.
The conundrum of this poem –
is whether I’m a debonair chameleon
or, a henbane, sugar plum miasma.

 

 

 

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Album Freaks, Half-Pepsi


United States

is made of Anti-matter
& Atomic ballroom.
The flood gods form
the white water.
William the when, flushed
his being into a pile of sin.
There is no between,
don’t compare irony to present density.

I’m positive in the Devil, Satan, Lucifer, etc.
On January the mark –
Science will experiment over your questions.
A large group of peter microbes
caused the shuffle effect.
Dr. Dewey B head of the world’s empire Y,

A single song by Tom Tomorrow
may complete murder gorgeous.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Yes, I think the auditorium
is an EBM hypercube.
E-hats wiretapping,
filthy laughs intercepted.

Teen stimulation
Cinerama sweat-shop

Follow the Arabs
as they turn on the album freaks.
I took a stab
at a picture frame –
finding out 2 minutes later
that I had sliced 5 pieces of cherry baked pie.

Crows lust
piercing content obscene.
Curl up in my private bone.
Richard jism Kaos,
an intergalactic hunter –
poised to generate a test.

Dada notions the fact
but doesn’t appreciate blowing out the candles.
Entrance hole fantasy diet –
Robotic gibson journey’s through
the half-uni, half-Pepsi.

Absurdity film footage
pulsating grounds, climax the womb.
Pardon me if the finicky sour crumb
smashes the ungodly fury.

 

 

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Misophonia Sounds Scrape the Belly Isolator

 

Listen! Shhh…Listen!
Creak sounds
itching inside my computer belly.
I microwave away hiccup.

Misophonia rages beautifully.
Isolators scraping
among the timid what,
exploit mere
excite frond.

Digital you irritated
the scattered silence.
Untamed augur, grunts annoy.
It really does gall me to hear everything.
For once the python will reclaim its throne.

 

 

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Don’t buy my Book, Just Burn it and Smile

 

My eyes observe all around in utter displease
nobody buys first time poets who look unease.
Why? Because I’m not well known or famous
when I die poor, you’ll remember me as less.
Politics favors the beautiful banal ones
I despise poetry and everything it’s done.
Maybe I should just put a bullet in my head
the coward in me is brave and thinking ahead.
There’s way too much egos, assholes, & competition
no support or income, hello world here I am your rejection.

 

 

 

Note: This poem is based on my own personal accounts.
Though I can’t say much…I know you’ve all have felt this same
feeling as I have. The state of displeasure, the reality of it, depresses me.
I’m only one person with his opinions.
I know I’m not saying much, so I’m expressing myself in code.
Please, do not be alarmed, I just needed to get this feeling out of my chest, that’s all.

If you’ve understood this poem, then you are with me and I am not alone.

 

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Abstract Michelangelo’s Rolling Ventricle


Video cameras rolling –

filming begins to enter
the eosin minty pectin.

Motor blood
turns my veins goo –
meninges tickle the count.

Let agony salvage in Michelangelo’s body.

Endocrine stomach cerebrum,
surrounds itself by imperfectual cuboidal.
Cloudy liver thudding,
homologous tentacles
spray tiny capillaries in pyre.

Metazoa the sagittal,
drips and feminizes sallies jitters.

Hematoxylin larvae –
epiglottis parathyroid –

Anatomy vessels –
spring herophilus urine,
the ringing walls propel you,
the shot jelly Gametes
be of what we were.

Marrow off deaths particular Ptolemy –
your sea wasps
dwell on in, down above it.

Listen up!
You epithelial protesting
oviparous frogs,

The heat magnetic burgers
are crawling sideways into your
gastrointestinal adhesion.

The mound
pituitary angels,
feast on the trillion
endoscopy rulers –
who syndrome the known facial ventricles.

Cohesion stirring –
vertebrates quiver –

Alexandria wants her vulva strained.
It diagrams towards north,
it musters a framed west.

Angiography apples –
hence a violent cockroach inherent –
Virtual cooling, sends liquid
boneless tract division –
cut us by third quarters, thus embryology sings.

 

 

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