Friday, November 21, 2008

it started with me curling my bottom lip
and swallowing my tongue.
and as my incisors
slowly started
grinding up against
each other
and a flood of saliva
coagulated at the basin of my oesopogal flap...
it wasnt long until,
i ate my face.

"do you know where your children are?"

she lunges for his withered crotch.
with captive eyes ajar.
fog is seeping, blinding vapour.
optic penetration.
as moans recede into the hills.
her cumsoaked lashes,
blink away the tantric dew.
what a vision,
to get fucked in the eye.

ITS BEEN REALLY HARD TO SLEEP COS ITS BEEN REALLY HUMID AT NIGHT, LIKE TRYING TO SLEEP IN AN OVEN. HAVE YOU EVER DONE THAT? THIS IS WHAT IT FEELS LIKE

there are swings in my stomach and bolts in my neck
the hot air wraps trackwork around my head.
the heat the stench
the burning furnace
the time melts into the sun
an hourglass somewhere
is spilling sandunes.
the monster wallows in the night
a crowded bus, an overflowing basin.
spilling seeping
soundly in the flames.
a million faces, a million eyes
a million shallow breaths inhaling.
the time is breathing,
the time is counting in the fire.
a burning ember
floats into the sky.
the night descends
and crawls into the heat.
fire
acrid land
desert storm
leaping swing
craning neck
the burning furnace
gulps
us all.

MEMOIRS OF A HORNY SAILOR

i sailed the seven seas to get to you.
i caught every disease known to man,
typhus, lepracy and gangrene.
i had to chew my rotting arm off.
i ate and made love to vermin.
(desperation makes one climb the highest mountain to feel warm moist flesh)
i am an armless, diseased rat fucker.
i sail toward your shore.
do you still love me?

hello

I am a chimp and i join all fellow monkeys capable of wiping their own asses and then documenting it on social networking sites.
i am a pitbull wearing chapstick.