They were
the ringtones of unimportance
landscapes of the penal colonys and dried monkey tongues
embroiling the cactus pot luck
my 78th pain on the high skys of bent and bellied resolutions
of the thick and pusy
gang bang.
he who had the cow and cat towels for order in our newest
tabernacular existence
was shrinking in the delight of the
shroud and famous
oh my brain it cooks and hooks for your sweet
fingered painted dance .of the nureon sings
on silky blue pink skins
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