Tuesday, September 23, 2008
Saturday, September 20, 2008
I PISS RAINBOWS
i was white smoke
in an opium den
and he was the green absynthe
that killed flies
slithery green slime eels
filling his split and light filled cheek patches
alan
and i saw
Zizek in a bear costume
zipper open
carving trotsky's penis
on his sweaty chest
flies flies flies
thats when he smiled the grey dust death
of naked children
slathered held clean in old men's tongues
that
scratchy
BITE BITE BITE fake fur
zizek
the tiny ridges of his teeth
scraping the anus
I LOVE YOU GRANDMA
he simpered into my ruined asshole
teeth chatter when i
metal taste aluminum paste
how many bodies
alan
have to pile up in front of
Lacan's grave?
this smells like my nostrils hurt from the strain
he wore a bear costume
i remember that much
the absynthe might have beeen blue
like the shit the keep combs in
the eeeeels might have been
EARTHWORMS and i might have been one
but trotsky's penis was looming above
everything that happened that night
and the whores were ugly UGLYUGLY
HEY DENNIS DENNIS DENNIS
remmememeber i told you
i knew where GOD lived?
i'm going there soooon
i'm gonna carress god
right in the eye
do you
remember DENNNIS???
i love you
man.
it's candytime DENNNIS!
i survived nothing
fuck i even slept in it
enough for disney cartoon fodder
emo whores
shhh.
it aint even make no
difference UNCLE DEENENNIS,
because
all i could thin about those nights without sleep
was going to where the ONETRUEGOD
lives!
who cares about jesus or WINdsTHAT scrape
peopel form the earthATAHTAATHTTHAT
scrapes htem DENNISDNSS
when i can smell
OURGod everyminuyet
i'm so close to knowing everyone Dnensiss
how can you sleepeepsp
when
yiou contemplate ALLASMLALL
the boys
DENNIS!
I DON"YT SLEEEEPS
Dennis.
scrape scrape scrape Scrape
frog skin
Dennis
(i'll report when i get there angel)
you'll be staring back at me won't you
Dennis??
Dennis will you?
I try to piss rainbows every fucking minute
DEVADEHRenstein
vomits pure puritent suNSHINE
motherfucker
SUNSHINE
CHINCHILLAS
that is
I PISS RAINBOWS ADDNDNL::::::'[[[.
(thats my learning disability DENSIINISS)
rhymes with whalespissing my heart
LITTERalllYYY
WWHALE DICKSSS
I PISS DID I i sayyy
I piss RAINBOWS
DENBSIISSSDENNIS
rainbows
a frog delivers a scroll message to you
in the sunshine glen
and the golden hour light makes every
tear drop on every grass blade glow
and the
smooth green
frog
wearing a cunt cap CUNT
lips his mustache scroll delivery
in his tiny sticky hand
to you
I PIUSSS RAINBOWS SSS
he murmurs
into your sleeping velvet
earsrsssss
ears
velvet lining
ears
black man velevets
velvet worms
ear lining
the tiny scroll is not a whale penis
not this time
this scene is too precious
DEnnis
did i tell you?
in an opium den
and he was the green absynthe
that killed flies
slithery green slime eels
filling his split and light filled cheek patches
alan
and i saw
Zizek in a bear costume
zipper open
carving trotsky's penis
on his sweaty chest
flies flies flies
thats when he smiled the grey dust death
of naked children
slathered held clean in old men's tongues
that
scratchy
BITE BITE BITE fake fur
zizek
the tiny ridges of his teeth
scraping the anus
I LOVE YOU GRANDMA
he simpered into my ruined asshole
teeth chatter when i
metal taste aluminum paste
how many bodies
alan
have to pile up in front of
Lacan's grave?
this smells like my nostrils hurt from the strain
he wore a bear costume
i remember that much
the absynthe might have beeen blue
like the shit the keep combs in
the eeeeels might have been
EARTHWORMS and i might have been one
but trotsky's penis was looming above
everything that happened that night
and the whores were ugly UGLYUGLY
HEY DENNIS DENNIS DENNIS
remmememeber i told you
i knew where GOD lived?
i'm going there soooon
i'm gonna carress god
right in the eye
do you
remember DENNNIS???
i love you
man.
it's candytime DENNNIS!
i survived nothing
fuck i even slept in it
enough for disney cartoon fodder
emo whores
shhh.
it aint even make no
difference UNCLE DEENENNIS,
because
all i could thin about those nights without sleep
was going to where the ONETRUEGOD
lives!
who cares about jesus or WINdsTHAT scrape
peopel form the earthATAHTAATHTTHAT
scrapes htem DENNISDNSS
when i can smell
OURGod everyminuyet
i'm so close to knowing everyone Dnensiss
how can you sleepeepsp
when
yiou contemplate ALLASMLALL
the boys
DENNIS!
I DON"YT SLEEEEPS
Dennis.
scrape scrape scrape Scrape
frog skin
Dennis
(i'll report when i get there angel)
you'll be staring back at me won't you
Dennis??
Dennis will you?
I try to piss rainbows every fucking minute
DEVADEHRenstein
vomits pure puritent suNSHINE
motherfucker
SUNSHINE
CHINCHILLAS
that is
I PISS RAINBOWS ADDNDNL::::::'[[[.
(thats my learning disability DENSIINISS)
rhymes with whalespissing my heart
LITTERalllYYY
WWHALE DICKSSS
I PISS DID I i sayyy
I piss RAINBOWS
DENBSIISSSDENNIS
rainbows
a frog delivers a scroll message to you
in the sunshine glen
and the golden hour light makes every
tear drop on every grass blade glow
and the
smooth green
frog
wearing a cunt cap CUNT
lips his mustache scroll delivery
in his tiny sticky hand
to you
I PIUSSS RAINBOWS SSS
he murmurs
into your sleeping velvet
earsrsssss
ears
velvet lining
ears
black man velevets
velvet worms
ear lining
the tiny scroll is not a whale penis
not this time
this scene is too precious
DEnnis
did i tell you?
Wednesday, September 17, 2008
EVERY MINUTE
Things happen all the time
Things happen every minute
that have nothing to do with us.
Things happen all the time
Things happen every minute
that have nothing to do with us.
Things happen all the time
Things happen every minute
that have nothing to do with us.
Its hard to remember that
sometimes.
Its hard to remember.
Is it overwhelming?
That?
Can you fucking let it go already?
Who the fuck am i
supposed to be
then?
What is it you
hope to accomplish
then?
It really just washes over
us
really
doesnt it?
Wash
Washed
Washes over
Washed away
Wash
Shhhhhhh
Shnell mach schnell mach schnell!
Shreds to shreds to shreds
but the stuff around US is in one piece.
Cherubs die
Cherries grow and rot before we can eat them
Churches burn in the deep south
and it never really matters.
Wait,
what?
Things happen all the time
Things happen every minute
that have nothing to do with us.
.........................................................................................
Things happen every minute
that have nothing to do with us.
Things happen all the time
Things happen every minute
that have nothing to do with us.
Things happen all the time
Things happen every minute
that have nothing to do with us.
Its hard to remember that
sometimes.
Its hard to remember.
Is it overwhelming?
That?
Can you fucking let it go already?
Who the fuck am i
supposed to be
then?
What is it you
hope to accomplish
then?
It really just washes over
us
really
doesnt it?
Wash
Washed
Washes over
Washed away
Wash
Shhhhhhh
Shnell mach schnell mach schnell!
Shreds to shreds to shreds
but the stuff around US is in one piece.
Cherubs die
Cherries grow and rot before we can eat them
Churches burn in the deep south
and it never really matters.
Wait,
what?
Things happen all the time
Things happen every minute
that have nothing to do with us.
.........................................................................................
MAKE ME FEEL THE MUSIC BOYS!
It's not about the quality of the music. It's about the sex... I admit it!
Brendan
Sufjan
Carl and Pete
Ben
Tom, okay so he's not a singer, but look at that ass!
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Brendan
Sufjan
Carl and Pete
Ben
Tom, okay so he's not a singer, but look at that ass!
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Sunday, September 14, 2008
MUSIC FOR ANTICIPATING A HURRICANE (shoe-gothy slow speed felatio)
GALAXIE 500 - Blue thunder
RIDE - Vapour Trail
SIOUXSIE AND THE BANSHEES - Dear Prudence
THE CURE - Other Voices
SLOWDIVE - Morningrise
Tuesday, September 9, 2008
LAND PLANARIANS (suborder TERRICOLA) for WOLF
You may have noticed, that I'm fond of slimy creatures. Here we have a group of oft overlooked slimy bastards...the Terrestrial Flatworms or Land Planarians. They are in the Phylum Platyhelminthes, along with Aquatic Planaria, Tapeworms, and flukes. The Terricola live in moist and humid environs around the world, as they dry out rather easily. They feed mostly on other small invertebrates, like Earthworms and snails. One of their more endearing qualities is the habit of exuding mucous to stay moist and on which they glide, as well as aiding in capture and digestion of prey. Some of the tropical species of Land Planarians can be fairly gaudy, as we'll see in the photos below. So, lets check out a collection of our slithery friends that lack an anus, a circulatory system, a respiratory system, a skeleton, and facial hair. Enjoy.
Geoplana burmeisteri
Geoplana ladislavi
Polycladus gayi
Bipalium sp., introduced into Europe and the U.S.
from China and SE Asia through potted plants
Bipalium kewense, introduced from China
now considered a pest as it preys on
native Earthworm species.
Bipalium sp. feeding on an Earthworm
Geoplana burmeisteri
Geoplana ladislavi
Polycladus gayi
Bipalium sp., introduced into Europe and the U.S.
from China and SE Asia through potted plants
Bipalium kewense, introduced from China
now considered a pest as it preys on
native Earthworm species.
Bipalium sp. feeding on an Earthworm
(reformed version of an old poem for DC's writers day)
poem general feelings about space ver. 2
(a crazed session about JW Veldhoen and Jared Baxter)
if it gets out of my head
its gone forever
i live on it like a flea
i was listening to the music of
toads screaming fear from a swamp
a chicken gutting an earthworm in a field
with patafores
your dead babies still in the womb
the music
repetition
ascending patterns of
rhythm guitars massive drum kits vibraphones
building upon
100
1 000
10 000
1 000 000
1 000 000 000
(its important to read every digit in this case)
life persists as scraggly gray weeds holding on in the cracks of concrete being trodden by 100 feet
i tried to tell you i love you but
i bit my fist and the blood filled my mouth and made me mute
and it filled my skull
with 1000 liquid teeth that
filled my eyes
and constant building pressure
burst from my sockets
onto the floor
with 10 000 ringing keys marbles silver knives
black men have it easy you said
the worst crime you could commit
is being ugly
and loveing someone attractive
said the butterfly
and the toad answered
the worst crime you could commit
is being beautiful
and being disgusted
with the ugly ones who love you
thats why i walked
and i walked
and i walked
and i walked
and i walked
and i walked
(its important to read every line in this case)
not until i was dead but until the
sun's concrete mud
devoid of scraggly gray weeds
turned my feet
my bare solemn feet
into stone
into stone
into stones
that beat the breath from
that could take your spines
1 000 000 spines
your claws teeth unbearable heat
that made a path of of you
until i was ready
the waltzes
the 1 000 000 000 walzes
i loved to dance
to waltz with you
with theodore roethke's father
the happiness that each of the bruises you left
the glee of glancing
blows
oh father
so i finish
my love has drilled its way up your unsuspecting anus
and the liquid teeth
the billion liquid teeth
( i cheat so that i assure failure here)
race their scraping
gnawing
screaming way
up your intestines
to your throat
and burst out of your lungs
out of your throat
like
a last angry
heaving
cold breath
exasperation
nulls
everything
i
am
null
set
void
(cliche but yes so is desperation and self loathing in this kind of setting)
thank you
for not
caring
insert (favorite flavor or home town)
this poem should end with the imagery of pond scum
viscous dull green slime
on the edge of mud goo
that
flies accustomed to shit
would avoid
methane
end scene
(a crazed session about JW Veldhoen and Jared Baxter)
if it gets out of my head
its gone forever
i live on it like a flea
i was listening to the music of
toads screaming fear from a swamp
a chicken gutting an earthworm in a field
with patafores
your dead babies still in the womb
the music
repetition
ascending patterns of
rhythm guitars massive drum kits vibraphones
building upon
100
1 000
10 000
1 000 000
1 000 000 000
(its important to read every digit in this case)
life persists as scraggly gray weeds holding on in the cracks of concrete being trodden by 100 feet
i tried to tell you i love you but
i bit my fist and the blood filled my mouth and made me mute
and it filled my skull
with 1000 liquid teeth that
filled my eyes
and constant building pressure
burst from my sockets
onto the floor
with 10 000 ringing keys marbles silver knives
black men have it easy you said
the worst crime you could commit
is being ugly
and loveing someone attractive
said the butterfly
and the toad answered
the worst crime you could commit
is being beautiful
and being disgusted
with the ugly ones who love you
thats why i walked
and i walked
and i walked
and i walked
and i walked
and i walked
(its important to read every line in this case)
not until i was dead but until the
sun's concrete mud
devoid of scraggly gray weeds
turned my feet
my bare solemn feet
into stone
into stone
into stones
that beat the breath from
that could take your spines
1 000 000 spines
your claws teeth unbearable heat
that made a path of of you
until i was ready
the waltzes
the 1 000 000 000 walzes
i loved to dance
to waltz with you
with theodore roethke's father
the happiness that each of the bruises you left
the glee of glancing
blows
oh father
so i finish
my love has drilled its way up your unsuspecting anus
and the liquid teeth
the billion liquid teeth
( i cheat so that i assure failure here)
race their scraping
gnawing
screaming way
up your intestines
to your throat
and burst out of your lungs
out of your throat
like
a last angry
heaving
cold breath
exasperation
nulls
everything
i
am
null
set
void
(cliche but yes so is desperation and self loathing in this kind of setting)
thank you
for not
caring
insert (favorite flavor or home town)
this poem should end with the imagery of pond scum
viscous dull green slime
on the edge of mud goo
that
flies accustomed to shit
would avoid
methane
end scene
I TOOK YOUR ADVICE
i was embarrassed greatly
and even my feeling was hurt
but i took it inside me
swallowed hard
one
enormous swell
at a time
now that it has become a part of
me
i see the truth of your words
and
am changed by them
you were right
you were right
you were right
you were right
it was important to type everyword there
thank you for
burning me
with your rays
it has paid off
in
the currency of photosyntheticals
sometimes the gardener has to
to use harsh soap
to kill aphids
you were right
you were right
you were right
you were right
flowers bloom dennis
my poppies
drip the
sticky resin of opiate lust
because of you
pollination occurs
and the hummingbird
the supercilious bumblebees
is happy
as the dustyellowanthersquicksilvermotherfucker
cover all life
in inhalable airborn sex
particles
embrace everything in existence dennis
next time you sneeze
think of me
i'm up in it
and even my feeling was hurt
but i took it inside me
swallowed hard
one
enormous swell
at a time
now that it has become a part of
me
i see the truth of your words
and
am changed by them
you were right
you were right
you were right
you were right
it was important to type everyword there
thank you for
burning me
with your rays
it has paid off
in
the currency of photosyntheticals
sometimes the gardener has to
to use harsh soap
to kill aphids
you were right
you were right
you were right
you were right
flowers bloom dennis
my poppies
drip the
sticky resin of opiate lust
because of you
pollination occurs
and the hummingbird
the supercilious bumblebees
is happy
as the dustyellowanthersquicksilvermotherfucker
cover all life
in inhalable airborn sex
particles
embrace everything in existence dennis
next time you sneeze
think of me
i'm up in it
Monday, September 1, 2008
DEAD FLOWER
dennis
you have the amazing ability to create disquiet, just by choosing a series of images with a title that tells the whole story.
yes, i am
disquieted
and whither shall i
wither
dennis
under your intense
heat
you the sun
all the power of your
orb
drying the water
the life from my
once beautiful
husk
a pretty thing it was once
humors escape it
trapped in the
dried
baked
dirt
fucking water me already
LET A SUCKA SLIDE ONCE THEN I BREAK HIS NECK (electronica at al.)
OCTOPUS PROJECT - Music Is Happiness
CHAD VANGAALEN - Clinically Dead
SQUAREPUSHER - Go Spastic
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MY THOUGHTS ON YOU MAKE A HOMUNCULUS pt 2
1.
your tongue
goes nicely into jar
we're not using it
now
anyway
labelled
"for future use"
2.
an aside
found poetry:
it is easy to lie
with a dick in your mouth
but
the truth comes out
when they're fucking you
in the ass
3.
why won't you let me touch your asshole?
who do you imagine
i might be?
then?
4.
i was in the shower
and i thought i heard you
walking up to the bedroom
i looked out
it wasn't
you
it wasn't
anything
the bed was empty
i showered 10 minutes longer
5.
why don't you just fucking slap me already
or
something?
6.
we went out tonight
and bought large sized condoms
because
regular condoms are too tight on your cock
and i like to leave it
out
on the coffee table
unopened condoms
are potential
aren't they?
they tell of future sex
so
i like to have them around
to remind me
that we will have sex
future sex
also
these condoms
are called
Trojan MAGNUMS
and i like the gold foil wrapper
regular condoms were too tight
i'm leaving one on the coffee table
to admire it for awhile
7.
i've been yelling some pretty embarrassing things
during
lately
but you seem to
go with it
8.
also
my chronic public erections
what
you havent noticed?
nevermind then
yeah
like
buying vegetables in the supermarket
for the rabbits
and
at the gas pump
yeah i know
right?
9.
are you pretending for me?
that is so sweet
i love you
10.
you know that's how i am right?
thats
wait
its not fair to say
thats what you signed on for
but
the flirting with other boys thing
its who i am
is that lazy to say
or easy?
thats what i do though
i guess its too much a part of my
"thing"
now
11.
i thought there should be an 11th
thought
you smell nice when you're naked
nice
12.
we're both so different
can't be an excuse for anything anymore
i mean
we bear the mark of the each
now
don't we
BEAST
(as in the)
"mark of the..."
gripping on to each others
flesh
into hell
who would even care in your embrace
i would still try to lick
your nipples
just hold me then
til its ALL
over
* side note:
unrelated...
did i tell you that
i keep getting erections in public
for no
discernible reason?
like
rock hard in my
cargo shorts
oh?
ok
your tongue
goes nicely into jar
we're not using it
now
anyway
labelled
"for future use"
2.
an aside
found poetry:
it is easy to lie
with a dick in your mouth
but
the truth comes out
when they're fucking you
in the ass
3.
why won't you let me touch your asshole?
who do you imagine
i might be?
then?
4.
i was in the shower
and i thought i heard you
walking up to the bedroom
i looked out
it wasn't
you
it wasn't
anything
the bed was empty
i showered 10 minutes longer
5.
why don't you just fucking slap me already
or
something?
6.
we went out tonight
and bought large sized condoms
because
regular condoms are too tight on your cock
and i like to leave it
out
on the coffee table
unopened condoms
are potential
aren't they?
they tell of future sex
so
i like to have them around
to remind me
that we will have sex
future sex
also
these condoms
are called
Trojan MAGNUMS
and i like the gold foil wrapper
regular condoms were too tight
i'm leaving one on the coffee table
to admire it for awhile
7.
i've been yelling some pretty embarrassing things
during
lately
but you seem to
go with it
8.
also
my chronic public erections
what
you havent noticed?
nevermind then
yeah
like
buying vegetables in the supermarket
for the rabbits
and
at the gas pump
yeah i know
right?
9.
are you pretending for me?
that is so sweet
i love you
10.
you know that's how i am right?
thats
wait
its not fair to say
thats what you signed on for
but
the flirting with other boys thing
its who i am
is that lazy to say
or easy?
thats what i do though
i guess its too much a part of my
"thing"
now
11.
i thought there should be an 11th
thought
you smell nice when you're naked
nice
12.
we're both so different
can't be an excuse for anything anymore
i mean
we bear the mark of the each
now
don't we
BEAST
(as in the)
"mark of the..."
gripping on to each others
flesh
into hell
who would even care in your embrace
i would still try to lick
your nipples
just hold me then
til its ALL
over
* side note:
unrelated...
did i tell you that
i keep getting erections in public
for no
discernible reason?
like
rock hard in my
cargo shorts
oh?
ok
