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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An Inter-Galactic Conversation set in outer Space

 

C: Spock’s revelation appeared before
implanting smoke inside your pocket brain

N: Spock couldn’t have revealed anything my already heated brain couldn’t handle

C: I once took a giant sneeze on milky way,
found out later it was a political toilet seat

N: Oh the bliss of ignorance! Defying submergence in the inter-galactic yellow pit

C: The mountains unzip it’s cleavage, this must be an episode
of Twin Peaks
N: The awkward moves of the beholder, oh it must be David Lynch

C: Let’s not forget Leprechaun in the hood, it was a pain in my chair

N: Zombie Fly Girls under a spell, clover joints and femme fatale?

C: If Poetry developed an aneurysm, I’d call it abstractionism

N: If Poetry deserved an aneurysm, I’d call it poe-gasm

C: The Antichrist just dipped himself in a hot jacuzzi
singing lyrics to Spice girls

N: Two MELted, Ginger was caught in the rain, Posh got balled and the poor baby couldn’t understand why it took so long

C: I think what took so long was listening to Prince – When Doves Cry

N: Yet no respite for the man who couldn’t be moved

C: Drinking a can of Bud light makes Jesus
look like an astronaut hobo republican

N: Be careful, the Democrats are not liberal with hygiene

C: Of course if Napoleon had a time machine,
he would name it “Dolce Gabbana”

N: Hitler would have his Bone-apart

C: Not unless Mozart committed T-Bone steak conspiracy espionage

N: But didn’t you know Mozart was hypnotized by Mata Hari via a time machine? And THIS was Spock’s revelation that appeared before the smoke was implanted inside your pocket skin

 

A flash back of when Nandita and I, collaborated on this creative & trippy poem set in outer space. I had an honor and privilege to have worked on this poem together.

Please visit Nandita’s page and follow her work. She’s a master of her craft in the poetic sphere.

https://nanditayata.wordpress.com/

 

 

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The Skeptic Buddhist Gave Three a Dried Seven Hoax

 

Cycle chastity in Jonah’s city…
Augury Three
                         sovereign wet,
procure the whiff asceticism hoax.

Sangha ascender
decathects the crump renunciation
of seven dukkha.

It weeps insouciance, much
like Nirvana
greasing canonical Devonian.  

Galargunde rebirths fabricated – quoth.

Descartes eventually gave
his aliquot Enceladus
a variegated invade – router…dried.

Secramatived mass Buddhist;
             tempts the oblivescence –
to open its amble masquerade debunking.

Skeptic global/ Interrogates illusion –

Jericho on the other hand,
scandals preserved virtue
in the ampere sutra avidya.

You woke – Re-arranged.

Hagiography kleshas –
              creak Sisyphean
                   and doubt everything
inside the genetically programmed mouth.

 

 

 

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With Spinning Deities Chakras Detest Cool

 

Jazz baleen
            gathers light,
spinning witness serpent sarong –
           tied infirmary irrational ecstasy.

It’s orange iced halos discontinuity –
                      nunnery seductress 9.

Shakti Brahman –
           bombast amends bedlam.
You detest green blue Avestan death,
tin rye the purple hesychast.

A tempo escort gelatin gramarye –
           makes old deities
out of Comstockery Aztec Morse.

The round red bilge –
klecksography yantra’s
              the prime arm samsara,
it chakras belly reverse.

Inveigle aardwolf,
              blacklist the button roar.
Effervescence with hexagram queens –
encompass viracocha headaches.

Breathe warm between the cool tremble
              and the yellow indigo opalescent.

 

 

 

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Smear Lorraine from the Blurry Cross

 

In presbyopia omnipresence –
crux ansata, transparent
                     through gothembornis symbolicals,
is recollecting the amplitude
                                 toxocrara riveting?
The spitchcock
surges down atropine!
                     Leeth dequeue,
pothers inane arms of deadwood.

Petanque dehiscence –
             cross death as a seer smear,
         unleavened eliphas gore heaven.

If her form battery
malfunctions, whose dichotomy
should Lorraine affixed?

Devanagari vice, you,
              multiple your blurry seems,
     let it debrighten from its paragraph key.

 

 

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Esoteric Eye Builds Eclogue in Assumed Void

 

Crossword enter god –
your film shampoo
postmortem its esoteric
                              suprachiasmatic adage.

Phantasmic post-assumed gnosis –
                              logarithmic eye;
                                      oil’s the charity
                            limp world soul eating preta.

Put phasmid emic
in Pollock- esque,
                              somnambulism Rosicrucian –
                                     builds dead claque
                                  beside Oracle’s receipt.

Dictum – ear depleted;
did the inside ambulance visionary Rockefeller slogan?
               By eclogue scalp splashing maunder.

Earth feast on synapses –
                               admiring Armageddon’s spayed
                       towards his ganglion redshift amoebaean.

Casket horns the ransom void drought.

 

 

 

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