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In the ocean core, the mountful blur on the uneven skin, the rough plough, the engaging sin, the pleasant wonder, the scary dory, the pimple canvas of erupting future coves,
I kill the palatines, and supreme guests, feudal whores and pimping royalty, this is my land, my sea, my infestation.
As dark as it may be I light the midnight, the center of the deepest night, the furthest distance from any hint of light, through holocaust or pandemic, by mushroom or plague. I scratch the cave of limbering gills, stupid afro hopes and sex thrills, my concubine ever fills.
I arrange and pain the assault of stupid liberals and nervous cons, frighten rights and petulant fights; desecrating is a right, so I do it. No need to investigate the cruel, the idiot fools who blanket the porcupine skins, the honey bee stings, the anaconda chokes, sorry laboring old folks. You guys favor the sick old jokes, resurfaced and sacked like pornography dads delivered to you door, sipping on their little girl’s juice, imprisoned yet lose. Your world is a feast to be laughed at, yours is a wrinkled lip in need of moist semen, camouflaged by make up to hide the present slide. Hypocrisy filled mold, spreading poisons through different folds. Jailing other by what is sold.
You wonder about mines. Here I fever the anger of imbalance, like sinus pains, I demand the breath of only one whole, I’m not insane. With these hard boned scars, fear facing bars, metal hard black teeth like chewing tar, never questioning the burn from the blazing end of cigars as I smoke in my relaxed Zen, ugly like a mother fucker so what then.