Spazz
Thence thrice abrasions smudged abashed repercussions, dwindled predilections in the rock light, pederasty in the pockmarked spunk of the sky. Cribbage mattress boombox, dregs pastiche I abhor slack, the speech of sleep, gusts of light bruising intestines' intensities within the softness of a weather vane scuttling dissensions one could rectum in vain. Stone milk radar wood vortex straddling the suctioned eggcup's vein What the fuck, my ass is a hole in which my ego sprouts irreducible dictations, fuck-off addages in the ablative glare of wads of dead chewing gum, alluring teat spit flattener -- sip sheer imbroglio of the electric snake eeking out a death. Velveteen darts spark fake wires, crimson liar sunrise trellis loins Abashed, I abhor the ablative of dwindling fucks in which my ego is scuttled in the face of rectum addages, a bebop butt evincing chockablock air pockets to writhe around in the hackneyed foam. Celluloid charcoal fur flap hooker, bog grid sod gas harpies Lozenge fossils adder whelm morn, cellophane duffle bag bleeding stomach He was not had in the hewn thicket of the ditches' castrated teeth. Dry-ice hard-on forearm swizzle swatch Fur uppers zapping the noisome gewgaw's tongue marrow Synchronized pouch pliers mump jowl Metastic spad treed bunt whomp, mauve knob Litmus hiccups sorghum anchorite glyph Forage pith bout scow douse Deloused lexicon reddog mewlings rottenstone Fetch mine mime mettle dwindle belfry hyphen diurnal tarp froth Wary pumice trifle eft troth, nota iota zoo ooze dungarees Minnow whine drub sass shucks Intransitive scansion's denatured lief swagger Contra dicked, geeky gland gone red popsicle elbow, crazy bone streetcar barn smacker, remnant blat Dozing off, I had not had what was sidling up to the waves of petals around the seepage of your asshole halo, lassitude of a pile of propellors. Plat lathe nates crenulated tines, tuba larva in the bend ahead "Gimme that stained burgundy swag 'n' let's gnaw on a noun." The darkness is all alone, the stare of night touches it, it is touching as it penetrates the darkness like a lit-up fuck-up being fucked-up. Cabbage vapor, awl pyrite crabs, rusty muff whist waft nozzle, velous versal plait, tout, incontinent scape pose Then to it, into it, intuit, intuit it too, in two, et tu, two too, tutu: the dope of remembrance suffocates roses, you dipshit towelette lover. --Bob BrueckL
