Monday, September 7, 2009

Matelasse' Confusion Reveals A Quaking Map

yoga glands the secret of voodoo, an ordeal
by hungry ghosts presencing any kind of
sit-down Siddhartha James Boswell might
happen to imagine in the patterns of piss
stains on Jean Jacques Rousseau's caftan.

I confess.
I kunst feste.
I feast on cunning lingusts
wistfully blowing the lid off

some kind of festuary
of jelly frisbee..

feat I Patanjali Johnson
showing only blue thumbs

the rest of the fingers
in a fist-like seashell

Nagarjuna is cloned
his blue thumbs
like dakini

pop their heads up
from obscure burrows

branching incense


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Irrony Observes The Earthing.