This, is how I, seductively
arranged the Beasts
on edge
attack
associate, abandoned
words,
mouthed:
“howrel”
damaged, the deeper,
crazily the
disposition, devises
what
heard, accuracy
trampled
the temple
supposed----------------------------->
to some,
something
voices, what
voice
what varied, under
questions—[?]
Crushed
under
foot, waiting to
fuck my
own
reflection,
is a resolution, of awakening,
about waking to
rose-------------------->roar
face
beginning, to look
fatherly
looks—[anti—
the] firmly
facing
shitty
fashion,
casually
bent
the Body, blue
“you
better
make
some noise
you
filthy, fucking
Pig”
means
seeing
the will,
of the would
living
branches
haelp
stretch, my
expanse—[?]
Driving
fastly
through
thus launched
big, Body
now
just
memory or, at least,
a hand, me
a manner, meaning
nothing
didn't
opposite
against the attention, addicts
the Interior
other or,------------------------>
tumor
“My sugar
sugar” cried
calling me
pop
hooks
our condition
hands
me, moments
of longing
little, light
instead the
pains
to pit
against
pronouns, place
passion's
rose
remark:
“details
talking, like
dick
directions”
stepping, hesitantly
towards
desiring
or, diverging
the done
dug
meaning:
“I was
Beginning
in a tight
grave”
gravely
turns me, to a noise
working
out “the terms of
trembling” under
roof of
mouth
aloof
& all
my head
troubles
everything
picture:
me, pissing, always
against
the Wind—
“enough
about
my ambition”
of anguish
without,
I agreed to further
myself
somewhere
to which
someone
should
do something to me or, admiring
that cloud
up there
looks
like a big
fucking
clit
clouds
places
me,
perpetually following
you, over
the evening’s
course
of course,
alone
cross, without
other
wrecks
something
somewhere
some
someone’s
skin
someone
following
someone to
somewhere
sadly, overwhelms
me, still
knowing, nothing:
reasons
I’m resisting
regret or,
what reconciles
father
does
dead
to ground,
frequently
“getting
some
skin” is
an event
I filled with such
joy
putting affection
to form, to
shut with
lots
of
quick
groping or,
denying
demands
of say:
“devoured
delicate
dialogue
dealing
with
dimwits”
definitely you are not
charming or,
my doubt
dilating
choices expand
to only
shut
on
fingers
figure
“I
end”
or, passing places, impossible
to prevent
peculiarity
small &
uncomfortable
nothing
orders this
to be
obscure
see
thumbs
make
us
different
since
distinctly
“I
Emptied dick”
& flat, flying or,
bending
my mouth so fluent
so found
“I’m
fixed”
on my
back
friendly
spunk
master
system
offers me, obscurity
notoriously
nothing
is brief
& painless
in the
Dark, many
are here
imploring: “must avoid
strangers”
everywhere my
bowels even
are thick, expressions
of Love
& fatherless being
sad
being
born
sad, in a barn
here--hmmm
intended to house the mute
middle, minutes
lengthen the hammering
of morning
precautions
phrases or,
problem of painting
places
looked shut
solid
inches, indepths
advance
ashes, gently
restored
my dream
where
what was whole,
was
wasted was my
asshole
waiting to travel
there
to head,
to funky
birth---------------------->“don't lower me in
that pit”
can't order
one
speaking, other’s
direction
already
know
how
“my
chest
seems
elementally
combustible”
to exist so “I
needed
rest”—the tips from
lips
expected to have
clasped this
hypotheses
could
come
suitably
along
having
enough
here
under
openly
almost, anyone’s
persuasion's
physical
promises
of names
don't
shadow, things in
darkness around
you
your
hampered throat
over to
lift
you
from bed lightly,
a matter of home
nightly, your
masturbation
“threats
make
me
hard”
in the breakdown
of things often
stick to unchanging “I appreciate
your answer
anxiously” or, my attention
is a child among late
explanations
murmuring
meat
lust
hungrily, anxiously
abandoned
speaking more knowing
I, interval
towards passion peevishly
coming never
what never
ever
comes in my eyes
flood forward
bursting
always
teeters if
sense
of this room
forms
speculation as words
vanished the,
words
stop
to smack, divisions
of your
face, in the
sky
causes content
bodies
digressing, continuously
in, a duration
crossing
to count “all my
degradations”
crumpled
can't crown my
ass
doomed
so calmly
compelled to fall & form
again
against
bodily
end
ending
coldly announced
“I’m bent &
Hairless”
slob
sleeping on the spot, sucking
till sour
source
sore
& round light
place me------------------->ruined
particularly in the thee
to “see
my laughter finds
nothing”
in jeopardy
“continually
deceitful”
bothering
you in irregular
pacing
in space
closely
searched to soar
in “you probably
respect my innocent
dreaming”
behind this field spared
bursting
bodies with blood
however
small this eloquence
of violence
exempts you
to dung
surprises, spectacles
you were
surprised to hit
the roof
hits you
ending
your voice, old &
closely
received, rebukes
simulates the
stimulated, waste
from my
meant
perhaps
to pretend indefinitely
of being in
love, beginning to account
for all our
suffering
drops
to direct “I’m desiring
this”
circumstance, suited our
sight
swimming in a deserted land
of difference
becomes
vulgar becomes
“called
curiously”
corresponding with
anything “I’m
inside &
light”
leaves my
eyes, much the more
to be
desired
more deprived, depraved
charging
or, making, murmurs
more
pleasant in length
to redistribute
fingers & stories
capable of
embodying the
everlasting
“it's so
Strange
to see
you
here”
