Mild fleas tasty fleas-seasoned beef, cornered my dying breeze.
Stale plastic buzz dangles sweaty fleas, kissing pastries-sweetened crumbs masking the disease.
Up with once u trip along ripe aisles fucking my belief in the tasty comforts, ignoring dripping piss drips , now pleased you bitch.
Swollen fingers tease the fleeting breeze, and those same palms fuck the stick for one more fling, and goats and robbers lick green
Douglas Sinclair
Sunday, September 8, 2013
Tuesday, September 3, 2013
Disco Fries
With these purple pricks...eyes blistered, bloated gut and splattered reds flowing from gashes and splits, black eyed dicks, I fucked him up good.
-That blood pasted monkey.
Flowers flew like angels sliding across my sleep.hell flicked a match from deep creases sneaking loosely across my dreams.
This junkie punk ripped from junked out sleeves and strawberries revealing the bluest holes sewn with needle teeth. And cracked up lizards shed rippled veins caressing withered leaves. And puking moms flunked Christian sons as daughters of demons raped faking nuns and I awoke with scorched split tongues dripped spit and spread jaws as dead shadows played in me..a soul dances amongst bleeding weeds, the gravel that held now fled and drowned as these shadows soon pressed me down and souls lost those disco shoes as needles dragged across those vinyl blues and chanting pedals along horned organs surrounded the scene as deviled harmonies devoured my dreams.
Perfect noise from sizzling flame played perfect melodies and I smelled it again. As I awoke it was neatly there sleeping across my hand. Looking up it smiled then begged for one more numbing kiss.
-My beautiful ROSE waits for me to split the rocks and set her free, orgasmic bliss engulfed my sleep as tasty crack fingered me and that hypnotic music became my friend. As souls find their silent end.
-That blood pasted monkey.
Flowers flew like angels sliding across my sleep.hell flicked a match from deep creases sneaking loosely across my dreams.
This junkie punk ripped from junked out sleeves and strawberries revealing the bluest holes sewn with needle teeth. And cracked up lizards shed rippled veins caressing withered leaves. And puking moms flunked Christian sons as daughters of demons raped faking nuns and I awoke with scorched split tongues dripped spit and spread jaws as dead shadows played in me..a soul dances amongst bleeding weeds, the gravel that held now fled and drowned as these shadows soon pressed me down and souls lost those disco shoes as needles dragged across those vinyl blues and chanting pedals along horned organs surrounded the scene as deviled harmonies devoured my dreams.
Perfect noise from sizzling flame played perfect melodies and I smelled it again. As I awoke it was neatly there sleeping across my hand. Looking up it smiled then begged for one more numbing kiss.
-My beautiful ROSE waits for me to split the rocks and set her free, orgasmic bliss engulfed my sleep as tasty crack fingered me and that hypnotic music became my friend. As souls find their silent end.
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