Above the Insects Who Peel the Sirens Odor

October 2, 2017December 10, 2019 ~ charliezero1.wordpress.com ~ 70 Comments

I loathe lunula,
my snellen sirens
alarming the ohmolick hiccup.

Peel eschaton, squeal the odor.

You perplex head;
insects sprite martyrdom –
Melpomene above.

Kodacolor monotone – hemolymph theatric balladry…

Adults darkle
onto
translucent tinnitus.

Proventriculus shineless belaud,
heed Cenozoic,
and its decayed silkworm thorough.

Hyssop chides at the pun armscye –
who so bonds with the Holobionts;
be you, a gift from Anatolia gods.

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Midget Fabio Rehearsed Oreo Threesomes

September 20, 2017September 20, 2017 ~ charliezero1.wordpress.com ~ 105 Comments

Hey! Midget Fabio
you two timing rap podiatrist –
explain how Captain Spaulding
got cone holes shaped
like Kiefer Sutherland’s womanhood.

Bill Nye stop plagiarizing
telegraphs and wear something taco,
try chicken catheters or guacamole rhymes.
They make great concoctions
of elevating legs, bitching,
& Mark Wahlberg.

Katy Perry neglect McDonald’s
focus more on Oreo threesomes.
You get half price deals
off Ricky Martin & Joanie loves Chachi.

Trust me…Morgan freeman
rehearsed every line to ‘oops I blew it again’.
And by that he meant; tuna casserole.

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Dead Palavers Erected the Fluid Plague

November 7, 2015November 7, 2015 ~ charliezero1.wordpress.com ~ 63 Comments

Superhuman ‘A’
governing long dulcet replies –
high hell, low heaven,
each flame you lick
a spider sprays
it’s erected muscular said; Sergeant widdel nymph.

The mantis eats the climbing sentient snake –
one leg mushroom –
technique’s my immoral pig as.

Sad between prominent LSDology
and exiguous huff, huff, them…

Of filthy fluid barghest –
watching strangers, I,
pinching mosquito’s surfaces
in doing out I teeth was.

Watery remarks repugnant,
the cut genius of Pseudonarcissus,

Outstretch cortical rhapsodic.
Tommyrot mega sucked.

Codes sluff –
scorbutic nomad secreted.

Wings wayworn numb.

Author Saint Coynomegg ordered
a conspicuous gelt canine;

We little you in –
the coming of dolorous clerisy,
Where they fed the domesticated mote,

Dead palavers mouth to invoke.

You’ve frozen a lie,
says; the muzzle carom particle.

Vagary braggadocio clap,

Must I not brush without equivalence?

Pluck off eristic semantics.

What if we rip the jagged embers,
Should I die exotic?

Or beg for your tirade moth?

Either way – thank you for this plague.

Slash the night heed be warn follows the sign.

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