Saturday, August 13, 2005

you know they worshipped the yellowed medusa.
they swam after her for miles

Monday, November 29, 2004

trgoogle (8:10:58 PM): I'm hoping to leave before it gets too late here...
Yoot Unit (8:11:38 PM): there's hot lava iin my ass
trgoogle (8:11:46 PM): hey!
trgoogle (8:11:53 PM): no sex with volcanoes.
Yoot Unit (8:12:00 PM): are you ok?

whisper piece

quivering tiles in kitchen
blender on table full of rocks.
chairs on which we whisper to each other.

xmass sex

anal vice. puritan sucrose. mince your neighbours, use them as lube.

Tuesday, November 16, 2004

is it worth it to try so hard? how long is too long? what if we're midgets & there's no way to transcend. & what if we're also giants in the spiritual world? should we cease to try to become mortal & give our lives to meditation & psychotic thought?
in some cultures i might be considered holy. i wouldn't have to go seraching for a bed of nails on ebay, they'd just give me one if i asked. if i wanted to shut myself up in a cave for a year, they'd bring me food & water.

Monday, November 15, 2004

i was feeling stale but you couldn't tell.
today i undid the fork piece that lena did & wrapped it with newly felted wool.



cactus sprout


Sunday, November 14, 2004

i ate the last one

against my will.

dirt

i hold in my memory.
& my stomach leaks out.
i worship the dirt left over.

Thursday, November 11, 2004

flour

flour is important to mankinde.
yes.
flour mixed with water form a valuable substance.
this should be written somewhere...

what it's made of.

crack.
that's what it's made of.
the crack in the ceiling that speads open when you come.
crack is the lard. crack is the tonic.
the cracks in the street.
is where you look up at me from.
that's where the sweat of the city sinks into.
the cracks in your hand.
study one crack tells you how many children you will have.

Tuesday, October 19, 2004

ss unk

we fall in, you ar too. details:

serpentine clement.
good emersion in circumstantial reALITY.
circumsizion
holy thieves
i am too illiterate...shh.

a spec of money washes up
never be pour. that's old fashioned.
....make an appointment with the surgeon, & polish up.
we have got a marble tie affair in coming days.

lapis elbow transplants.
yea..w/ pyrite flecks.
& i'm enrolling in the university...


nerve end.ings

i found you like a young clod would wield a spacious rectum.
i'm sorry, it was not meant to be.

godden

go to the liver store to buy
unmixed circulate under cow: the truth.
not like camel toe ions sentences.
like none the grease temple undampened by old songs.
the intoxication continues when just your stomach erupts when worrying the goat to allow the groin.
it's talking, you menace. the rap it appears is the least of my crime.
the building, he sweeps, it has mistaken itself for a deity.

you swaer?

put food in my memory
in stead.
'''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''twist for me''''''''''''''''''you are lukewarm like friends.
when you;re not mad.
i thought so.
.
he felt my eye is poured out.
noon wait. noon. intermediate.
afternoon renouned for you be excited
for some reasaon other than.
me as yoot tool.
imagine.
ripe old fixtures.
put away the memory ribbon
in the fire.

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