fawned allure
what lurid limpid
might entail
low bumps moving
in the surface
of a sour
resigned
and ornamental
soup's on
the extension
of its flaps
into the regular
and quotidian batter
medieval characterizations
seeming more apropos
without any such evidences
like 'moon town'
or 'station ezekielle'
jester with mohawk
striped drug worms
which come extruding out
of the puppet's chin
falling in a pile on the floor
where mechanical caterpillars
incessantly rummage
among dully hallucinating signs
perfect and poignant
the word nothing
vibrating in a specific frequency
in order to shatter
an enormous hollow glass figure
whose production contains
inestimable labors
and value
extispicy of stringlings
the currencies of today
looked at
as under a microscope
some certain
species of promotion revealed
as that proverbiality contained
within
a shotgun in the dark
the surrealist rumptomp
Marsyas surfing
on a modified spoon
through endless trippy repoctions
of old French paintings
glue cherubs
dining on ruby colored pearls
with arms like snowman sticks
waterfalls of red pearls
falling from wooden gondola heads
whose balloon brains
like wild cities of illuminated fungi
fuzz and thump
and strain
music
like exploding puffballs
hanging empty
bleak blue mind snow
swiroiling around
purple tongued stalagmite
colonions
muse burps
oracular gurgles
as gore-grylles
every existence a violence
in a thing which worships
and adores violence
intimacy
like holy lava
poured in a secret viewing retort
wood masked weirdos
emerging
from stinking steam
limp volumes
of triassic megaplurals
escarpment
of horn
Tuesday, January 11, 2011
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Escarpment of horn! Yuk. Got one of those on my foot. Another series of very trippy moments - for me, especially the rummaging mechanical chaterpillars. Very lyrical and full of tricks - I liked it.
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