Your mouth on move
it doesn’t matter where you’re for
Here’s a chicken-out
here’s a gun-cause, I’m me
I was making love to tripe
Tanya Katana was on me
oil got in my Ronco pile
Blood infrashout, and clown a fucking creep
hanging for the overload
sprouted out a nasty loud
Oil get in, my rocks get out
I’m Sheen
It’s so mesmerizing, all that inside
the sunshine boys tasted shadows
hating for the overlord
sprouting on my dirty roids
I can’t even feel pain anymore, I’m teen
and I want to get my rocks off like the screamhulk
II
Mump-shit dick
Mule shit bow
Sega soul
a pig down low
Immigration wig
deaf Valhane
stiff Rotweiler
Said Hussein in Santa Fey
Whamp, blow the ham
Wa, let it rop
III
Going to tell you about a dace
The boy rips down
Don’t move your ham
Don’t move your lips
Do the hip shank bang
Dirt-lizard, good meat
Slim hog-pull
She’ll shogun him
IV
No getter
Nose sleep
slip rope, start fire
Warm dead lover
Frail freak, I’m Hussein
The Church and Jewry walk out
Close-up locus, a gross Chess-nougat
The day a fear, whoa Scott had him black
got no time-boiled ham
V
Leave me thinking a pheasant
lovely, could be choosing
the gravy if grieving, motherfucker, now
Reduced to slow roll
Puke can be my partner, and crime
Romi, call me the love-crack shoe
The feeling at night feels me
Call me the tumbling thighs
you’ve got to roll to
VII
Into Louise, stormy winter
Into Dinah Freid, help you through
Dryer, stand away by your eyeballs
Drub your race, drub your breeze in bloom
Languor, or your wine, California
Anger for you sweet bitter flue
In my torn nail, in a hit I pees inside the shoe
A kimono got to scrape down a ship,
down to your shoes, yay
Sweep Virginia, comb-on-honeyed-child
VII
Lay your brother down
way down to follow you down
Just put it in heat, down
pressed rooms, the nerves of first lance
Prey in your father’s necklace
he ate your Med
in the guitar’s precipice
Steel your heart away
Well it’s cold as Blarney’s face
VIII
She moves so fast
You got in chains
Free the sweet black slave
IX
I’m a maid on the mountain
come on up
I’m a brown one in a valley
with a baseball nook
I’m a maid in the hillside
that brings you roses
In Fort Dale,, what a beatiful ghost
My shirts are torn
in a fogged damp trunk
Give me a little dream
Nestle down like honeyed wine
X
Never cast a dollar past sunset
Clavicle a second chance
Never want to be a pauper porking for the purse
Never got a flesh off a cocktail
baby cleats keep me happy
I’ve got the feel that I’m half dead
XI
Crab blowed his cold tail bloody
Reach a tail of ham
Got a stale barb
fell down to my knees
and I hung over to your pants
That’s how the devil’ll chew
Latoya Tennishaw-Fantana
XII
In the first dick grate
and the sac on a cab of wood
Everybody stepped down on a crater
Guns were fighting
The guns farted
XIII
There’s a big hair
I saw so tiny was the shoulder
Soba time, you need some
soba-tank you don’t want to talk about
XIV
I’m here to watch your day
give it just about a mouth
Adolf knows, then I can change
A liver was laid in a tomb
Some gave off a gay perfume
One of them the liquor blew
awful shade
It’ll all come down maybe on that steak
on the crane-girl, on a pig I’ve never seen
Let it all come down Allah
XV
Hurt knees are drooling
hurt water holing
Hear the wind, it’s seared
Wash a melon and do the work
his demuted fire
It’ll put a guise around you
I need a Sci-Fi diver
XVI
So you stretched out and roomed here
I thought I heard one sow to you
Make every song you sing your beverage
Lloyd’s hammer shined a light on you
Drowned in your love
you got a cutthroat hue
This could be a watch
All of my ant-gala
shot your Gibralter
asshole survivor
flying flags
Make your will today
where you are chosen by the depth of
man chosen by the name