Horoscope Bras and Jamaican Ovaries

 

Ashton Kushner,
you Barbra Streisand
looking mother-budweiser.
Why deny the brown stains
in your briefs?
Take Imodium
and hold Pepe Le Pew’s hand;
if you sense hot flashes
then it’s obviously your Hiroshima.
Stop crying Will Ferrell –
you’ll only sound Jamaican.

Pay close attention
to your Christmas ovaries.
They’ll jingle dodge ball hymns
through Rodney Dangerfield’s eyes.

Notice how Venezuela
plucked out UFO rhinos
from Marisa Tomei’s Armani.
Yeah, and Eminem
wears a horoscope bra
just so he can idolize scrambled eggs.

Watch yourself Garth Algar –
I’m doing the catwalk
working my pecs
and fixing myself a chilidog.
(Grrrr…grrr…) Stomach growling –
the noises inside indicate
a war between cocoa pecan butter,
and John Wayne Gacy’s T.V. guide.

 

 

 

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To my WordPress friends, I am back!

My apologies for my silent absence.

I’ve moved to a new place
and spent this whole month moving in
and unpacking things and helping out a lot.

Got internet connection now!
and I am ready to unleash new poetry works. 

Hope you are all doing well and I missed you all.
I’ll be catching up on all your works,
I’m so happy to be here back on WordPress
and excited to read what you all have posted.

Expect a new post soon.

~Sincerely, Charlie Zero the Poet

Gandalf’s Lesbian Fettuccine

 

Two hobbits one cup
let it play in –
like 5 nuns licking
a punching bag.
And Mona Lisa
shreds her version
of vagina fettuccine.

Westboro Baptist Church
your comical inventions
puts Kirk Cameron
on family feud.
You guys make holiness
feel gonorrhea & Coca cola.

Bob hope would pee
in his speedos –
if he’d found out
Frodo Baggins
was a lesbian pudding
filing for chapter 13 in bankruptcy.

Brad Pitt, you we’re right.
Antiperspirant leads to prostitution.
Take some advice
from Gandalf.
He shook hands with Bill Cosby
the king of Oscar Mayer Wieners.
Doesn’t that mean Whoopi Goldberg to you?
No, it doesn’t…
but if you sell me athlete’s foot
for $5 bucks, will call it ‘lee van cleef’, deal.

 

 

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Vervain Earthlings

 

Into earthlings, few have glassed
a varmint homunculus.

A hot piss forebodes – rumples the gooey frailty –
ream of albatross debunk intuit.

Teeth crystal stitch hue.

Your futureless circle-mill –
despairs a jeer tyro galactagogue! 
It dots the sapient,
sinew unwind
a featherlike abscissa.

Measles vervain ball –
Invite you to permanent
guile the Apotheosis
and its smoother hollow immure hod.

 

 

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Eaten by Eros Whispering Remains

 

Antifreeze seduces
the chewer endangered
burble louche.

The carcass ones whispering;

“Devils rime apocopate;
revelry loudly they instigate skulduggery.”
Unbeknown, cumulonimbus, affray the gruesome brothel
of what I’ve Eaten
in your untying thespian.

The profound clairaudience mashed bloviate.

Ebony Cockaigne,
pullulate celiac redo remains.

By eros, do you prate those manufacture colloquial emblem?

 

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Twitching this Urge for Those Billion Lonely Days

 

Microfiche places itself
alongside the carcass Della soma rum push.
I’m sitting for those swear slovenly
lonely Monday.

Tuesday whey – poeflangorge overwhelms –
the lips forget electrickivorous pots –
Wednesday welter the caffeine knees sibylline.

Muscles feast show
this zitty-zitty solitude. 
Thursday desert – fidgets the cough sotto dead
in feefeey pismire depressed rot.

Day’s poppy impaired
the scripturient pallid hallelujah cramps suicidal miracle spray.
Urge us; the billion Fridays fatigue erratic stimulendshot,
bell sidle vallasloon voce,
zog zizzle the twitching heir, plage in the ciliary cirrus.

 

 

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Most Amphibians Left the Oxygen a Cadaver

 

All yellow Orobas, eat strew
in aether molecules.

Puddles deaf data!

Eisheth asphyxiating mason jars
most being intimate with growling formaldehyde beams –
and multi-folded swill.

Insincere seethe extinction autolysis –
sips column invoice
to unlock rabies embalming gibberellin tummies.

Synonym, percussion, depletion!

The lung hanged amphibians
flick the colorless respiration cell
into its chambered mourn ear ocellus,
and through it, teeth larva.

Stage hemoglobin bony underside…

Dog assassin’s
hatch the outerlude cadaver,
hymenopteran o latch evolving testified egg –
its 3:00am, nails teleporting the oxygen swelling.

 

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Kaczynski Entertainment Anxiety

 

Entertainment high on death 
   yes!  I begged and prayed –
       all you gave me was experiments.

Environmentalism held by silly putty.

Overpopulation migraine, death flirts with corso.

Dehydrated pellucid,
   Russian roulette a death pop introduction,
      suicide too shy to clap,
merriment brings out your is less.

Kaczynski MK-OFTEN!
Corso MK Death!

Anxiety new world,
mental technology,
world-wide Sequester,
yep!  Things feel low as fun.

 

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