Thursday, January 20, 2011

Learned pepper frost

The abundant spices brought forth in celebration caused the onlookers to reconsider their recent indulgence in skin care. Filling each nostril and setting flame beneath the pot of stagnated water waiting for boil, tightening the want of peasants crowding and pushing to see, the aromatic procession continued.
They debate the speech, what will be told. They debate the recent rising and falling and what once was so tense is simple and clear. They chuckle at the unrealistic fantasy they fell for and privately hope to be able to draw away from it the hope, leaving behind the clouded naivety, as one strains the soggy and sour barley that skins over the gently frothing brew.
He pardons the offenders, they offer their daughters and he accepts with a clever wink. He mounts the pulpit, rubbing the powdered mash on his throat and face, flinging the excess onto the first three or four overjoyed rows. "Its not a 7th grade history test, you fucking morons." The crowd cheers.
"Its about helping out,  costumer service, for the greater good, the economy... You guys like beer?"
The crowd is like that scene in the second or third matrix movie where they have a trip out sex rave in an underground cave. The important thing is many are sweaty and topless, while he talks they are attentive, and when they cheer they ungulate.
"These bunch of lovers, eyes so wide, brains left home, they just need to be clutched, even I need a good clutching now and then, you've been there too, come on."
The matrix ravers nod and sigh and put their shirts back on.

Thursday, October 7, 2010

Broadness of birth

The shivering omnichord poured from her throat as if she had pipes of sweet honeydew, into the folded paper flute he'd fashioned himself. Using overdeveloped musculature from his days as a horse mocker, he brought his nose down over his front teeth and jutting out his jaw gave it a gust of warm breath.

Friday, September 10, 2010

overused and overdue

Blessed for him was the time he first frenzied his love wrath upon the meek. But for the meek, well, they hath delved into computer programing and information technology. For him though, as said, the time was blessed.
Each night he thwarted and smote and bested all the do gooders and must haves and then lay with their wives until a flock the size of ten flocks seethed beneath him. And they begat unfortunates whose pains of frenzy begat flocks themselves and soon they built a temple of worship and called it best buy.
Amid howls of the beast, and gnashing of beaked woman-hawks, talons made agape the now hairless abdomen of the begotten, and so fell them.
and their children, you and I, must learn to deal.
amen.

Saturday, July 10, 2010

A connection

The clensing fluid of needy persperation had evaporated off his neck only a moment before, and still erupted from his back, soaking the chair of the coach he was slowing. There on the corner, she saw him riding high, smelled his odor of conquest and sensed the power of his loins. Needing to join her fertility with this power, she signaled him with her eyes and lips. He was surprised, and excited. And said to himself nine times as they made love, "I am surprised, and excited."
Together they bore nine children who walked the land spreading time for people to use in private.
And they were content. He brought forth his clay, which he had learned to dig in his youth, and form in his old age, and he created an image of his contented wife. When She first beheld her own image, her fears turned to anger and she took him and rolled him in the mud until he could scarce take breath. The monument of joy absorbed all joy, and all things near it were relieved of their joy and so she left him. And the nine children asked their father why, and he took a great hammer to the likeness of his joyous wife, and rebuilt her to form a hearth and he cooked bread from dawn till dusk until the maggots got him.
amen

Sunday, June 20, 2010

Tranquil rumors murmered

So Fearful, So erotic, so dead. Already Dead wont to choose a lingering moment of lingering froth uponst a quivering brow you practically named thy first born the same. Either that or greg. We cheer for the shakers and bury them deep. Nobody asked me to. Not like anybody asked me to. The words slither into the ears of doubters and plague them with a need for opium. Only when drugged does the demon of good fortune slow dance with greg, the gradual menace of poor choices and regret. And only during their dance, can we sneak off and hump in the swamp behind the development.
Enough nonsense, breath in and fertilize your lungs and brain with a pungent manure of hope. There is hope, but it comes only with focus. Focus you fool.
Let thy lips be moist, let thy brow convict, let thy knees spring powerfully and thy pelvis do the talking.

Thursday, May 13, 2010

Dust buttock lassie, dust buckake lass

It's ugly, so touch it. It's ugly, so breath close to it. It's ugly, so fix it with your tendermost stare. Feed it with lies so it may grow to attract the attention of belief, and profit from the debt of those who cherish belonging. As they exit they will remark to one another about there orgasm shields, what a bargain for only three easy payments of your childs.
Sexual sounds at an odd televisiony hour of the afternoon bring three fertile youths under an open window. Two of them run for the woods to make love, and the third starts an online pornography ring to compensate for his loneliness. He is questioned and he tells lies, not to hide the truth, but to protect his pride, fool. (It will throb at his morsels for months.)
He never finished anything, including his own life. A sad premonition. I get firm just thinking about it. Pitch like thirty thousand tents and charm a chorus of robots to sing my praise. Unfinnished could mean immortal. like a circle, jerks.

Sunday, April 25, 2010

Consternated latherings

"A cowards dream" verse to moisten specifically your groin.

The bully must come from the bull.
Big and mean and with horns and stamping.
The children in the school yard flee.
Sharpen your weaknesses, children, learn the ways of mans law.
If you are unwavering there will be mercy.
Get comfortable allow warm regurgitation.
if you resist it will be painful.
A couple of important ifs.


amen