When the Mountain Spoke, Suddenly I began to see Everyone as Albino Crows

 

In bathe Jacuzzi trials
sciamachy weeps god
                                into a mulligrub.

  • Heavy hello
    to the amalgamated brontide unessgick.

Crows suddenly
suppressed by the mountain yolk –
you guzzle
the wrapped conglomerate evenly –

And so I began
          to see myself chirping
                 at western chi,
          alluring murk spoke
with diligent I.Q. bunkum.

The shredded angels dial 3:00am

When the nephilim exorcised
         off a torso scribes
vibrating anole,
         it revoked vellichor’s postpone
                     quidnunc aureole ten.

Everyone abruptly aquiver compassion
          as some sequenespillum twinkling cigarette disjune.

The albino soiled voice bullwhipped this misrouting hug.

 

 

 

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Palpitation Apes as Thermometer Vampires Drink from their Bone Scripts

 

Erewhile,
Ad Absurdum
tickled the vampires’
     anorexic mint.

     Tzara
on the other hand –
      roasted his MP3 soul,
and ripped apart the convulsing scripts.

Dear eau de Nil,
        the Nibelung
              transparent its
                     netiquette knock.

Your overflowed excuse
       cholesterols the imitating
                 gavotte bone. 
Malaria squirts from cottage shins –
pleasing afreet as their pleading sideways.

Death fard where you spoon-fed the dree
          and labarum savors with alyssum
                                          slipping split me.

Mushyheaded ariose
          fell into the apes’ papier-mâché ear.
Palpitation chitterlings
         agitate my vapor –
exscind laughter, moribund the thermometer drink.

Good news folks…
earth plans to overdose soon.  When?
Silly humans – the countdown has already started
and it begins with you.

 

 

 

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Rant at the Imitating Vowel

 

Suppose you braid
a sonorant ankle
and the Gibson man
decided cigarette paws.

Death’s index finger
swallowed the vowel universe
as a token for its armpit rant.

I’m imitating: a, e, i, o, u.

The caterpillar hounds digest your blague footprints.

 

 

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Each Chapter Had Me Committed Déjà Vu

 

Even if dimenality
didn’t convince you
of déjà vu –

Why did you
dry run chapter mucus
as the silver legs
protrude gooishmaw,
serving its own preview
to the have committed begun.

Each morning,
my stomach visits a suicidal opera.
Each night,
I sweat out a demarcation funeral.

 

 

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Beethoven down Syndrome

 

Post mortem Achilles heel –
slurp time from its incarceration program tribe,
Black digital wounds spark,

Modulation sweating –
Erase nostalgic,
Telekinesis your ecstasy liquid.

Quadrumana hybrids,
bathe in scanning errors.
Steampunk #6,
Beethoven challenges Mozart.
Cowboy operators exist everywhere
in the up-grade regime.

Thaumaturgy Vikings
pull out the sim-card
from my temporal lobe.

Polysaccharide
Paroxysm

Arachnid gods
registered virtuoso
T-minus 1.

Augmentation/Amputee

Read the alphabets backwards
close your eyes and be ready for what’s to come next.

 

 

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