Above the Insects Who Peel the Sirens Odor

 

Lunula chides the sirens martyrdom.

Sprite heed holobiont!

 Who vibrate ohmolick?

Insects peel the translucent alarm.

When monotone proventriculus dareth
does
it
thorough
the
Cenozoic kodacolor.

Anaphora odor!

Melpomene hyssop, darkle pieces shrill above.

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My Leather Jacket (Narrated by Morgan Freeman)

 

Midget Fabio,
open leather jacket
pectoral muscles
covered
in
butter sour cream dip.
My podiatrist
is
Bill Nye
you know…the science bitch!

 Gerardo
Rico Suave
was so 90s.
“What about ‘garnier fructis’?

 Every
Morgan Freeman
narration
beings
with
‘tuna casserole’
and
tom selleck
tickling
his
chili ring.

 

 

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Dead Palavers Erected the Fluid Plague


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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