April 29, 2011

Teddy

         Once there was only the sticky song
  of the raw toads.
That was when I found the broken
                door, reflecting
     "I AM YOUR RADIANT BROTHER"
awash with the microscopic anguish of omnipotence,
                          O, bother.
                                                                                      within
I can see their
          small sandy forms
                     flickering like candles in the old wood
          granular like the TERRIBLE-EVER-DEATH ROTTEN
    happily chattering on the beach,
         she glances slyly sideways before spilling her lemonade
     in the sand
and it's a giggling boon in the end
   -->WHEN THE STRONG OILED MAN CONSOLES HER!


sweet friend           sweet friend
                shatter me                    with your benevolent
ice
      pick
               my shards will be good to your vodka

          on-the-rocks I love you.

Perchance

They say there's a
      sweet ruin inside:
             "read 'em and weep, boys."          What the deuce?
                                                             Look
in the pale furnace for what we are:
           a video tape on rewind,
     grinding, whirring; then a static blue end.

April 27, 2011

If a tofu

If a toefoo
is a round fat
then bound bat
the rancoo
he gave it up
or away
either one
he gave something somewhere
ok?
what is a tofu?
but fat
butt fat
I just want to winn
always loosing, sometimes losing
cuz no more randy winn
mariner one time
apologize profusely.
cuz you should, cuz you suck
hell yeah you fuckin' suck.

April 25, 2011

//….//////////bald

The what the umps
the whats up
Won the won the womus
A nocus in sneeer
fondingly insuntificant
With noting sinceneritiousness
Frequant donkey front/back
OOOOOOHHH
NOOOOOOOO
ffffferenitic! nono to not by
Evil with the bap
Nap bap bamtist!
RIMTIST! RIMTIST
A momold is aptent!
NINSING TOLORT “MANG-rist”
Sam ram into a rimptist!
Rom paps! NODRGRINA
ROM ROM ROM
noetry nonskins qweurt in ton
a rabbitry neeeeel on a rrreeeeeem.
NDD. 1, maaaa!!!!! because

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April 21, 2011

My limbs stretch out
for something so far away
I'm poking myself in the back

April 11, 2011

Grime

Smooth cold stone,
my fingers slide so easily back and forth,
Why would you glorify a dungeon?
the tendrils feel so hot,
How could there be a pleasure in blood?
unspeakable unspeakable
dehumanizing pain,
empty obscene pit,
writhing on stone,
flayed like father's rare steak,
marinated with dirt,
ignored forever

April 10, 2011

Hey what?

Do you guys believe in the future. I'm pretty sure I reached God now. Did anyone, what, was that all about? Was that what we discussed. SPOOK AL BOWA! THIS IS A DISASTER! Why spook him? This is a disaster. Shane. Oh uh, look what I found. Kill some ducks! Shane invented this and then broke it, he invented it. Meaning is a mistake. We're all pretty mad about that apartment. Don't pet that dog so hard. Why isn't he quoting mine? What is going on. Did I say something interesting. Wow, Shane. I'm putting on Tremors, that is a funny joke. Amber has a blue-ray player. Adam, what is Adam doing right now. What? I can't deal with this. Jared look! He's doing nothing. Don't do anything, no. Jared this? Shane what are you even doing? You're freaking out. She's trying to ignore me. What? It's playing with no audio. Rosie, what are you doing? YES I DID IT! You made me have near nightmares, what is happening? Where is Rosie? Where is she? Where is Rosie? Everyone is dead, who cares? I don't like you guys. What is going on? Well I'm watching this alone then. I'm turning this up too loud. Tremors. What is going on? Those two? I forgot you guys existed, for most of the time I was outside. I realized I care about you guys more than I care about them. Having a kid is rough. Turn it lower.

(Posted by Adam)

April 9, 2011

Its Ok (its not ok)

There are no stars in the sky, what I bummer. I continue to peer, hoping that I was just wrong and did not look carefully enough. Im surrounded by friends who only want to pat my belly and smoke weed. Joh-Nee just wanted my 5 hour energy and it hasn't worked out. Im going back to Georgia.
Search for a cage,
big enough for Shane

April 8, 2011

found poem #2

"All this taurin is produced chemicaly because you could not meet the needs of modern society through natural sources, bulls balls, rocky mountain oysters, bull ding dongs.

The vegan cat and dog food that is produced and testes by scientists and vets does smell and taste similiar to the meat based one, so I can not imagine what the pet would miss."

taken from: http://happyherbivore.com/2010/09/vegan-dogs/

April 7, 2011

this morning

To the store to sit. She parked at Hair Masters "Congratulations" she should tell them she should have worn the slippers the monkey faced slippers. then people will think ill of me and i can devour their 2D wrath and fill the other parts of me. inserts the day old movie smells like metal tastes. leather waste. she finds a home on a cooler. YOU can pull or sit upon. she finds refuge amongst her castle of beer. the man tears it down. like he does sometimes. and puts its broken pieces on a green trolley. cart of death. and ecstasy. the bleeding small one grabs 12 bags as she fondles the 2lb for $1 oranges. glances at the cookies. ehhh.. surrounded by remains of what once was and 2 for $5 fiber bars . that one is warm. the coffee coats her insides like a small parade of sticky vanilla ones sweating and slipping. it was then i remembered the paint chips. WATER BALLOON fuck. gangsters swagger. shes making human right now. my insides are a world outside a whirled. i wonder more. they are all famous and do not know. as the native chants in her head become to loud to ignore she danced and flapped and gave into her small voice that never speaks but thinks obscenities like throwing cups at doors. the small one will be here soon. the muffins look delicious.

April 4, 2011


Parboiled corpse
Moussa Koussa birthday cake

April 1, 2011

Mount

I want to tag along with you guys,
I want to be the paper thin streamer
on your mega silver kite,
so light,
just flit away like a dust mote,
be gone be gone,

I want to follow along with you few,
I want to be the super sallow bird
on your invisible death flight,
so white,
just explode into a trillion pieces,
be gone be gone.