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"Roastbeef Sandwich" Furious spontaniou s Poetry
Then there was what I know to be a partial soaring of thoughts
bringing on a gratifying red luna moon flight of preposterous
translucent Proportions I just ate a roast beef Sandwich
swimming in a pool of squirming human feces and sugar coated
butterfly wings.
HEY!! get the wrench and beat the monkey over the back!!
Bring him down into tartar sauce land the land of dead greeks and mystical freaks
Sordid Mines and empty chimes lie in the locked heart of yours truly
Blind mime girl walked into the flames never coming back from the doorway
The whore is underway
construction is as scheduled the men say she'll be grand
purple heavy laiden under star filled skies
green putred thighs
swallow down the dark elixer
and be resurrected into this trying time of
salted skeletons and exhaulted kings
Bring back the shamans into this lightened era
BRing em back to taste the bloody flesh souls
A chainlink fence is as sharp as a razor's edge
golden, red, green, orange and pink spirals
filled my head
forcing me to see in black hues
anger marks the end of an Epic film
involving peasant children
Hailing from an unknown land
I am that man
designated to kill all designed to thrill
those of us who are weak into submission
Substitute your mind for an empty frame
a state of grace in fields of spontanious copulations
Don't scratch that name into the sand
It'll stand for a moment
only to be washed away under her movements of destitute
illusion
keys and more keys fill our star
full of fattened glee
and peach pie
miss me
you missed me passing you
along the avenue
chaos is what I lick off of your body
chaos is what I bring forth
from the dampened ground
CROWN OUR NEW KING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Long live Desolation and his son
ignorant cave man creature
The King
his name is Advertisimo
ad he'll be here like hell
for the time being
I am fleeing to a locked country
wrapped in golden spiral death hound chains
Reminded by silly gains and measures of space
and time and eternity
all in the width of a dime
I am a mime not that blind
Bulldoze my head
Bulldoze my head
Bulldoze my head
Make me into a clown
belonging to a legion of demonkind
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