Thursday, January 1, 2009


Finally a gamete
has arrived from the sky

it looks like an ideology
but smells like plan

3 cheres for gnostric flares
my 3 nostril'd mothermarks
breathes any defiant biome
um, well, Dora Bora Welty

a low caution area
looks like a large black top
shaped like a starfish

basketball jones is there
bouncing an orange gamete

yin yang
come out
my fang

all is disorder
i.m sorry
but there is a secret
church whose flipping
ba ba clown head gargoyle
trumpets unfold an infinite flanging

trapped in crystalline turkeys
the three bearded robinson crusoe wisemen
a long cool huff
the amber toothed fox
whose skull is infinite white traffic

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