Dada sucks my Nipple its Claustrophobic Between your Noun

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Arousal transmotto
Anti-nouns detach themselves from plisky

Male vitamin
feminism protein

Topless claustrophobic graffiti
     Hope is on life support
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Contracting views                                     Dadaist eggnog
sucking off the mice bourgeois              Dadaist cheese.

Art suffocates the nipple maps
tightened the photomontage ticket
Interlude what emanates

Daunting windowless cabaret
report plastic hormonal press
vacuum spectacle and…
philosophy breast feeds common sense
movement’s skip denouncements
rendezvous at fludd
Rosicrucian
Kabbalah
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*A few clues decide, many doors in your path,
you might have teased the first key.
Cover your eye with left hand.
Ask yourself – Which door should I shake hands?

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Jaded Repetitions (Allow me to Unplug Every Channel)

 

A peer canard
Lonesome macrocosm beta –
Extol shrive, culture code.
Is jaded immersed in your holy channels?
Said mommy who killed poetry…
Tarantism unplugs your repetition.
Every divinity
Rushes to the sacred uruk.

Chameleon, Mystique, Years, Kind.
Roaches lament the very me.
Open to…glory pixels.
With alexithymia
Lingering on your shoulder –
Every synchronization
Yields & allows a dead verb to weep.

 

 

* The obvious kisses you in the eye, don’t let all the other hidden clues fool you. let Google search be your key.
Once you’ve open the mask, the answers itch your bones.

 

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