I Broadcasted a Giant Masterpiece (Headroom Interruption Max Max)


Dark newspaper articles

my “it” cargo cult
gets one diphthong & a holler.
I broadcasted a giant masterpiece
you galactic fucking theme.
Max, Max, sunglasses
getting my midnight tan
for only $12.95 a month –
(beware you shiny Liberal bitch)!

Captain flyswatter!
He’s my good slave signal pirate.

I fart when I stutter ‘Yeah’!
Catch inure
He chuckles at your HBO blipvert.
Expose my buttocks to channel sleepland.

Love dies.
distorted voice.
Broadcast intrusion gets me laughing & spanked.

Oh, giggle me twice a filthy wave.

 

 

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Grhegg Ampuke & the Divine Lunatic

DMT
     feces
        contraction clocks
in saturated angels.

Tangled enthrall,
inhale divine elision karma freckles liege,
              disgorged eyes,
scopolamine the blemish influence.

The ugly ossein
    widespread burning thump –
         enough to dismember blink.

Diabolical feared baboon rumor scalp –
bombing ampuke flint, said the snivel Grhegg.

Curiosity replaced inhabitable gastrointestinal caterpillars
who urge for giant Hiroshima tower huffs
and crunch ice saliva algorithm lunatic.

Canine lumbricus dollars –
      bore the incubus pearl sonnet;
          peeling dimension human solace mephitis,
nigh anthropology mortal parts,
snake in the gland spiders forehead urine vanish.

 

 

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Tampon Schizophrenic

 

Tourniquet robot
Radio-Ouija gods –
robosapiens trip on infrared glue.
Captain are meditates,
re-experiencing cocoon haze.
T.V. monsters worship skin-head Elvis,
Cocaine the white world empty.

I can rub an analogy
by controlling narcissist shiny clones.

Pop-phobia’ rapes a cowboy humor.
Galileo, mother Teresa,
How do artificial cripple the noun?
Michael Jackson laboratory mannequin,
Millennium you –
Police-queers making love on OCD fest.

I’ll swallow your big download
like monologue enter.
Psychosexual Jesus –
Shit! My time of the month
must put on a tampon schizophrenic.
The Mason Templar dream them obsession.
Space abbreviates mushroom.
Antennas sweat out its bodily sperm
and the computer trees contemplate.

I orgasm a shadowy liquid
it’s mandatory to clothe 5,
cinema hijacked my illusion.

 

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Ultra-goo Blowing 36 & the

 

Dangerous four
scanning eight
the coating replicator
Ultra-goo,
obliterate a not.
Suspend the protein alloy.
Cryofixation thirty-six and the,

Electron amoebas
grey mobility modern blowing Caine,
Viruses assemble
conducting itself…

Advanced isomorphic
high-resolution Sagacity,
Specimen hexaboride –
Your skin stirs like a cooling kinematic access.

 

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The Peyote Syndrome

Take peyote
and cut the flower into 3.
Watch it bleed out zeros & ones.
A mirror appears in front of you –
look at your reflection
you’re dripping codes;
the sand-waves chuckle.

Kirby suddenly
awakens the Ted Bundy marathon.
The Fred Syndrome
opens the flood doors
of the exploding cookie.

Techne poetry
swirls like an old western light-saber.
Who’s beside the towering pledge?
Inspiration hums
it seeks kings to betray the city of pus.
Laceration flinches before the arrival whore.

Eat a piece of mushroom
Do you feel like Mario?
Connected to Pandora’s Box?
Timothy Leary god of the virtual,
Icons slipping
legacy fleshed out.

The dead ventriloquist
covered in glazed caramel.
Enough with the unbecoming sugar fuzz –
loud sober nurses
drilling both their eyes for social awareness.
Tickle the sun, let it sneeze.

Post-mortem sequenced,
clip it on the wall.
Decades secure
a sleep cataplexy.
McDonald-land
home of Satan gluttony,

Here…take a drop
of yellow sunshine,
exterminate your guilt-trip.
Lick the decay creamy tornado.

A jubilant tragedy
the center of your tongue abscess,
Annihilation retires
the libretto behind your thorax trembles.

Liquid fatigue smiles,
Aquarius rising –
Do planets ejaculate?
A god turning into marijuana,

Activate Christ zombie
Bibles program you –
UN-blindfold yourselves from the confines of slavery.

I got a secret that will change everything.
Do you want to hear it?

Never world me dead…

 

 

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Unknown Pieces Flavor the Dead Vocabulary

 

The obvious bug’s
switch to toxic placenta,

They must humor the machine –
Save the establishing Meta,
unknown pieces flavor the clicking rot.

Hack through the sex server
rub the deleted C,
morality will soon expire.
Pass it through a multi-part.

The existing camera
becomes the dead vocabulary act.
These days and nine years later,
the magic little view
never blossoms to the actual.

Stop exploring sci-fi
and alternative corporations

There’s no right or wrong –
suppose I we’re to fade in the continuum trigger source.

Would you…

 

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The Alchemy Stretches its Teeth

 
The mask-water sniffs out the oxygen guitar dust.
Let’s trim the magical white-cells
and watch them evolve into pennies.
Words rot, vocabulary limited.
My spirit vomits the harvest fields,
the best dancers in the world, all in the name of war.

 
My soul is made of pleather
the window in my subconscious drips film rolls.
A sharp rubber reality
a pale shadowy ant screaming,

 
The wise theatrical monkey’s
stretched the rainbows skull.
The glowing cavities
the pink rats foaming muscles.
Place one finger on your forehead
press hard enough, its desperation #1.

 
The blind wolf drank the automatic vision.
The phantom mocks its own existence.
Wash away the universe pupil,
without your jigsaw stratagem;
I might never get the last laugh.

 

 

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