The body has negatives that require to be turned into zeroes. Deep zeroes that convert the gushes of love into protein. Madame Semène comes when the whips of marriage express themselves precisely. Both eyes exclaim: "Carve me nothing from naked wrongs". "Return your head to go". Your hands will give my face the senseless edge I like to taste when waiting in my night husk, talking with the violence of hearts enslaved, and praising happiness in letters never opened. Change keeps shaking your want. Pages store belief you washed in darkness, washed again, then tempered in a fell fear of pride; then reflected in a multiplicand spite, cured with apprehension's contract arsenal. Oily zest with tasty strangulation turns the many slug about, now shaven stones strike land, a millipede with time for fleas of cool crush.
At the hung puddle, a bed swindles the gravity window well. A dependent head almost flirts for love's lost anatomy game. I imagine beautiful actions when I police a confessional train (I have to, swans are no more sleeping). My briefest pleasures enter drawers beyond order; lonely books you work by thought with female letter chaos if you even write: "Dear pen, I put the lady in a hard copy frame. A head of recent passion played the backward game." People maximize when welcomed to the Cave Rim: a British structure; glazed over slick pig chills in flavours billed for now. White seated thought suspects foul form. A pair of glass nights pulls its god apart, but sees through envy's penance to filth logs with jury incarnate. Growing to serve a story dust I form my sunshine scar against the bottled sleep of worship. Rushing to dine my deepest fears I draw out your rightful prey, nervous, from the rice museum. Pickpocketing the worry view, I open its head with my own eyes and sit inside it. When out its rump come plastique reflexions, money limbed awakings from the juice word sperm dump.
Decidedly, vice scribbles joy around the holy throne and talks of mockery with credit: cash only. Pay every felon what they deserve: the desire for reinforced head yolk. Wake up! The armchair turns, perfectly human: an angel throttled for juice possessed of glad bird warnings in naked pride, meliorating triumph with tough tense, seen to rinse wing tails in computer cloud signal sleep, floating grotesque time. Let us spend on status what we squeeze from muttered lies. Bring my stock to dine. Now me. I night strike dissolve, the pleasure told, away from cast cuisine. Haaaaaaaaaaa! My eyelids tied and rolling make the coated day itself read feeling as a freedom in the body thought of movement institution left, wrong lonely rebel open. By the virus agent door a doubt brought with it homemade 'yxmas fruit dreams: pretty love alone seen strangely weaving mortal leather dance dressed up for coaching. Yes. Sit up! Meat script! Dream fool! Bend! Movement is however human pale. Oh be their prime displeasure. At home between bedroom and ghost wave show. Continue on: pass town to native wood. Go without wind. Believe. It's near you, near the seven desert night, in another phase: report to Earthman Major Weird - never credit need - now fight us, to learn a little private word, and invade us before night knows. Though a man consumes earth his flesh has the knowledge remedy to breath without difficulty the savour of science fine terror. At all the churches the torpor of protest repeats either cock crow or shock quote.
Today, racist man bans you. A figaro mist astride law's skin, scrutinising illusions for pop attack, in easy-wearing fear traps, hunted eyes. In houses with cob-webbed fails, hot wit yoga, sympathising with auto-intoxicated coma grins. In laid out book bars: a good day reinforces a small story; a fall begins with belly stool rising and this gives commercial debt a margin of economic pig point reflation, which becomes split when filled with fat fingers stained with the rationale of paraphimosis. Call if we of walled white roars are all your truth has lost in driven hate resigned. A pope matured from rock to soil dreamt evil nightly, threatened dears with kisses stiff from twisted death sighs. My object witness this time carries holy instinct in its sight. If nights are taboo but work contrite try hard to hallucinate harp's purr fat. Thus howling forces heart ride home. Thus knives recorded art spot crack. An invite in black, in a rock left from up-fall, is party base average, avoid. Eighteen laborious drafts may have stories too grisly to slit into coins without walking our words, up in talk north land. Bed screen control escapes sky dream release. I'm cold, I retreat, drunken Summer zoo son down in former later doubt inclus; in small as honour home. Consumer average need speech loans, as real state debt bubbles dollars and want, to the setting scale's mind price invested, collecting TV knees forever.
Morning fears trace my eyes into chambered senses. I disappear. My persons are negligents of dream. On worlds with skins you want to Du Da writing waits to water curiosity with god sense, not question calls. Our histories claim their vegetable tomorrow man machine class blessed moon is not the precedent fall. It's paying whiffs for sang-froid dogging worms. It's training feathers along merchant streets so as to season communication food cheese. Crisp old souvenir skins to hunt vulture fears retarded.
Hold the flies of cruel hands
With swollen light.
The proof just moved, just
Remembered moving house with
Master fault.
I am gone.
The secret rain is ready to
Catalyse madness.
My home won't know.
I am spoken, and
Shed cold droplets of will.
Only forgotten gods see
Sympathy's hands turn
Teachings to graft companions;
Working proof to pawn
Oblivion sign.
Dot sunshine.
Calm sinking.
Yawn apocalypse is
Mourned by audits
Bound in hush call dining.
History favourites work screams.
Catastrophe wants living time.
Death believes truth flesh.
The poverty that shoppers in
Low lawn living void
Seeks a champagne suicide gene
Without confusion thought
To open brains to
Trembling tones of
Promise time away.
Find join. Leave shell.
Cut meat. Crack claw.
A curving summit turns a
Field of rust to rain.
It binds unquiet sleep to
Horses driven abstract over
No-man's ground -
Advancing from the mythic wish of
Smiles well fed to
Instant mould delight -
Careful animals, drawing
Razor's same regard through
Change and slowly working to
Make great the spiral wall domain.
"Shout down upright!"
"For lyricism dog divan!"
"Round this book of woodwork wait!"
On swan Ozymandias again.
Living horror.
King spirit morn to midnight faint,
Now that radiance runs
Big bait.
Blank words distort unit soup charm.
Here I thrust my flash gold wing with masculine markings against the doubtful ball of life smoke fate. I "oooh" at cock ring incantations. Downstairs, a moon body springs into wisdom's umbilical arms to teach us cool words from saucy minds. Fresh communications, horrified by faint acquaintances, as pale as Sunday skin, with breathing coils of tongues, await a way to leave unchanged this hand held posing.
Fish a king for blood from word pond; fish to kill lush charms born fallen. Fair grains payday hayloft son, who runs his lungs to midnight gloom, mistook a tuba for a stool, destroyed a flimsy motivation - it stood in vacuum's operation - fanatical ghost face hate time all claims bar bar pot flat wish same pulse sewer build, a calm now sigh; a downcast grown. My long no short know magic from nobody goat skin lambs, so almighty. Ah, a chiaroscuro song is rolling up tickling gangs. Alas, you find a gogo shadow married to your hand and fictional applause. Your sticky Sanskrit word of wink jam: "No!"
Out for a cry. I carry six arms of scathing, but show off only a monograph thirst. If it’s startling, what’s obvious is a malignant spot, diagnosed as a link to hungry birds, far from sight, strong and cordial as men brought to work in vegetable sub-carcass sacks; guys out for nice human coma streams. The same salad masters as nature constrained now listening to liberty’s degrees of law applied to fiction; bleeding blindly fashion’s dying chronology of squinting ghost proceeds, and soon my wish consumes its tabloid fix of dawning bluntly. In a boxroom short run caring, blood is sound rich gold, such victim, catch a syphilis parfait, for waving to a man afraid, with aching odds. His norm is fun in thrall to solitary town patois; from past long worry since. The eternal versicle head life art is complete without following the social flesh of cultured lightweight love play. Open peeping mob chat. Chosen sweet queen sun bake. Used hands remove the sticky flavours from blossoming Africa. Greedy sequels script an out and up for pot pourri to animate your Ku-Klux-Kavalry Kake in creamy air-free damp idea anglais, whilst thick bursts of crapper bling advance and line the square, then leave hermetic miracles of time and sibling flight to cool my blood by scrawling candidly along an unknown pass, a paragraph of farts from gossip frowns. Nothing is unambiguous. This wild disguise is boring conscious right.
Rollsticks spin in lockjaw candy; sprinkle wit to who man town, now tripling odds off norms with laws in thrall to grown up minds set boglin' down.
Simply stated: a horizon fills my brain which serves the spoken word that even in the noise of heat must only silence history's enquiry. No force or hold will texture this escape. Our business is complaisant of elected doubt. Our gift itself will put you on the magical tile: "When suddenly". The bridge breaks and all the star screens watch the waterbug storm as heads tied rigid burn thought into sobering faith. The homemade evasion finds nature a confinement, control an engagement, with chains on minority time. Upon moral madness the value of uniform silence projects only indirect truths. "Hold this". "Own it". Those are family moments of high diversion focus. Blame free fallen angels understand that while in hiding this is art for milking signs in scorn. A dealer lacks the voice of gloom he's given briefly to resign, a faithful leaf within which tofu brains queen glances.
