Abandoned to the unicorn of pleasure
whose gilded hoof is a chipmunk
saturated with the almonds of disgust
I begged to penetrate the anisette fortress
which dances like a pendulum
within your cunt.
I lick it with a tongue of cabbage fish sauce.
*
Stickers of silver
embrace the piercing scream
of a maiden intoxicated
by the magic files of apes
that grew within
the solemn rapture
of a single night.
The feast of vibrant elephants
emasculates her unborn child
and shoots a scone of rapids
towards the moon.
*
Green
cock jelly spews
like a lustful antelope
pursuing the spreading legs
of a concord concubine
Her breasts demanded
satisfaction
from a shaved orangutang
and her flaccid star-fish vulva
claimed an orgasm of ivory
from an octopus
erect among the rosebuds.
*
Violent, dark and bloody cabbage,
I have kicked in the door
of your xylophone teeth.
With the ichor of green walruses
you have tried to make me swim
through a mountain of sharpened
apple teeth
and I have vomited into the depth
of your cunt.
*
Watery and strange
like the vivid limp
of an arthropod
you go dancing through the tops
of falling trees
Wasted on the death cries
of an albatross from Sicily
you ran naked
through the streets
of templed Africa,
a single feather flapping
in your mouth.
*
Hybrid heroics
jump a fence inside your mind
which a turgid monkey flaps about
for the silver breasts to see.
I stroke their innocent nipples
and suck on the corn
of an elephant’s dream
while waltzing over labia
of shattered, microbe landscapes.
*
Strumming gypsy melodies
as chipmunks dance
we scurry toward the vampires
on the moon.
So many bloody cunts
have painted apple trees
upon its drunken face
and strummed clitoral symphonies
for the purple squids
who dance there.
*
Syphilitic digestion
eats the widowed cunts
of half-crazed octopi
The vibrant arrow
of synthetic infection
dances like a treetop
full of bumblebees
And a rider
on the overcoats of reason
takes out his whip
and howls
in the effervescent dawn.
*
Go sweet fighters
smother all the flying fish
that dance across the waves
in the dawn
Throughout the vapid day
a purple-coated jaguar
will sing the canticles
of a dullard peanut
and squeeze the green petunia
out his indecisive ass
This will herald the coming
of a flea.
*
A cold morning taps out
its morse code of death
and chimpanzees play catch
with a presidents skull
The dark dreams of utopia
linger in slithering jungles
where snakes paint
a glittering brilliance
of dawn with their scales
The succulence of
such meandering dances
is the brilliance of the twilight
of the gods.
*
Slammed in the dark jaws
of a rabid baboon
you go dancing
down feathered abysses
An abscess of time
spins endlessly
through the eye
of a limpid chimpanzee
He sees in the dawn
a nude woman
spread out like the hair
on a dancing orangutang.
*
The labial spread
of a donkey’s ear
erupts like the dreams
of Vesuvius
A concubine tainted
with the purple blood of sapphires
spreads her eyes
over drifting horizons
A caravan here
paints the colors
of baboons
across a most
mountainous sunset.
*
The graphic roars of robots
eat the feral meanderings
of a poor man’s rebel thoughts
The chimpanzees of desire
wind their sheltering vines
around the limits
of a cybernetic slut
Within the cracks
a dream erupts
exploding through the roars
The robots have melted
into tissues.
*
When your teeth
chatter in the wind
rest assured that
a wave of mercury
is passing like a velvet monkey
in the night
*
Once I dreamed of
solemn nudity
slowly trickling through
the heat between your thighs
into a basket
of sweet purple fruit.
*
So we sailed along
a beam of lightning
where a black cat danced
with the bridegroom of a mole
and the festivals of elephants
were ready to begin
when the guided missal
slammed its pages
in a sea of gin
and my flaccid oceans rose
like the green hair
of a porcupine.
*
Do you remember
the night the moon had the pox
and our daydreams were drowned
in the pus of her sores?
Where could we run
as these stinking drops
rained down like dead apes
on our only utopia?
*
It was solemn but hardly the end
when the teeth of an alligator
clamped like a golden thistles
upon the throat
of a corrupted earthworm
The winter storms had
passed them by
and I ran like a monkey
in circling tornadoes
or sperm.
*
Ground to the finest powder
in the gears of a hermaphrodite’s desire
I found myself screaming
with a rooster’s voice
through the vixen teeth
of my vagina
I bit like that revolutionary monkey
who danced ‘til the purple moon
fell into your blue sea.
*
With laughter’s ladder I climbed
into a sunken green chasm
with the arms of a lover
who had monkey’s feet.
She came through
a rainbow trout’s
ventilated twat
and surveyed the dark kingdom
of marinated porcupines
with Sisyphus’ clit.
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