Popalona, do I look like some dirty Indian?
I don't necessarily knot-wont your bronze age Chachi-folk,
I've already forgotten what I wanted to say,
piggy want a ringtone?
(Politicality was the Chink in the natives' armor!)
Fonzy like a werewolf in a jewk-box aquarium,
hobo laundry is the literature of the stars.
When Hudson Hawk does your laundry, does he look
like Archimedes?
Some hook-nosed people are running wild on the set
of the Warriors remake.
Warriors, come mount your Plaaay..
I've been wearing these fucking pop-bottles
on my phalanges since Fourier's fucking midget Mormon wagons
filled up with unleaden back in St' Louis Mosque outhouse
synthetic service stations.
Stations of the Crosshair.
As in Lautreamont.
A cross hare meanders across the screen.
fiddly dee, fiddly due.
Everyting gets skinny.
Just like a man.
just like a skinny cute man
like a woman as a semiotic gelatin tennis-shoe condom
for alien disease-bringers
Can you imagine a little grey being in a conquistador helmet
what about Cher, Skinless
singing the national anthem
through her champagne foaming
gill slits
James Fenimore Cooper
is Jugoslavian porn
Chingachgook
The Great Snake.
