"floating dung"

several cans of stringent worms
rub together betwixt the apocalypse
dont shut me out with your nefarious terms
i shower myself with turnips

bastard! (floating in the dung)
Bastard! (floating in the dung)
bastard! (eating from the trough of heaven)
bastard! (floating in the dung)

pop! vacuous orifices condone spacious crapulence
flip my toast over so it's easier than
befooooooooooooore theeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee raiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiin
death! satan is my jigsaw-puzzle partner
he eats. he eats. he eats....my BRAINS!!!!

falling? not me, she said! i'm too far encapsulated
dropping? not me, he said! i'm too ugly -- uglier than you.
he eats. he eats. he eats. he eats.

several cans of wormy tridents
get rapacious in the boat of pock-marks
drink the viscous slime of sex
and eat the meat of apes.

"barthe-gni'p"

poling the fruited roin
frobidious to the elven whorl
poling the elven whorl
frobidious to the fruited roin

tack tack tack tack
scrotal spray
i'm flying! i'm dropping!
too foul for the beehive

"fishing accident"

not insomnia, but rather refusal
not flagelum, but rather squid
not testimony, but not negation of farce

knock knock, you seamonster
rotten and sweet, like fleshy carcinoma
my skin has turned pink.

my skin is pinkish.
slower than a motorboat
but quicker than the dead.

"the hairy rope"

three flies ate their false hopes
as they moved through
nighttime
nighttime

NIGHTTIME
three flies chainsawed the ape
as they moved through
nighttime
nighttime

nighttime?
speaketh unto me not, putrid denegrant of the lamp
speak unto me not!

DUGONG.

"bakefood"

why am far too begishpit?
why food is so scam.
shells of memory lament the zulu fornicators

shells of the ocean hurt your feet

far too begishpit? i think not.
instead, flip on deo.

scam scam scam