Its not the road that takes us anywhere,.your head stays put in the land you put it in,..dust never settles,.they just say it does !!,.The body is a clunky traveling companion!!,.I barricade myself behind the open doors of everything ridiculously secret,.,I came to camp with a Brunette ax in the time of the blueberry dragon,.I cannot sift gold,.Im an overly pathetic dramatist,.everything reeks of syrupy over exaggerated accents,.On the bottom of Goose droppings canyon,.lives a rattler whose really an overweight jelly dog,.Im only an assistant to the bugler of Rat King supermarket,.my only authority is to dribble into tiny cups of Ebola remedies,.I am a gypsy peasant,.enforcer of the tribe of Pimple Blap,.my duties are to ransack Quonset huts that manufacture Shrink Wrapped Pork,.rid the land of the memory of BACON GATE,. My guitar is wearing a negligee, doing the LETS DO IT DANCE, around the apartment,.,I am a fan of her licentious antics,.Im aroused !!,.but not ready!!,.you see, My mind recently split off into wedges of Zambezi pastries made by the rubber fakir squatting over there by the dilapidated sperm jukebox..Hey!!,.dont say Im crazy!!,.be lookin at your own self Missy!!,.. Theres a huge snake loose in the house, its 2.39 in the morning, and Im barefoot, sleepy in the dark hallway. !!
Posted on: Thu, 10 Apr 2014 00:51:21 +0000
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