the facade of a suburban lawn  

geekozilla 45M
4 posts
10/16/2005 2:31 am

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8/17/2008 8:06 pm

the facade of a suburban lawn

having had the post coitus blues apon me, the jackhammer in my head broke through the tarmac covered asphalt memories of soft, feminine yankee lips, providing visions of a volcanic sunrise behind powerlines lined with crows.

Also remembering the infernal constitution: the tripartate evils of the body, the penil emissions, the anal, and at the crown of the trinity, the breath, as I breathe these words onto this electronic parchment, my missive's vessel breaks onto your orisions, all my sins being remembered. It infects your senses, the coney island of my mind powering the ferris-wheel of yours and rebounding, echoing in the walls of your cranial cage, transmuted and processed, to be released again and inhaled by others. Be still..allow the passage of these belated cowardices.....

Having known all the furies, and having lain down in the mud of ignorance, wallowed in it as the fellow swine are wont to do..I long for the return of a darkfire praetorian, jaundiced, drunken and insane with the pretty poppies of springtime...the frightful laugh of the idiot was apon us. And the shivers on your spine, as the darkness embraces me...no blind witness here..I return to anonymity..the shivers are the sanskrit Jungian imprint of an infinite Pi...reality far too massive for this finite mind yeilds the pervisions and prejudice, the escape to the symbolic language of gentile noontide rains.

And it sets in, anhedonia, anhedonia, the facade of a suburban lawn, and the screaming of "innocents" not yet frozen 18" deep, wit and corruption feeling a death in pain, sex like and inkpen and the taste of disdain, word after word after word after word, and afterward, speaking with a mouthful of dirt, in the language of Wurms.

I call for the chainsmen and the spiked charioteers to rend this flesh....as my tongue touches your ear, its vile touch unfamiliar and arcane.


pseudohippie 49F

3/13/2007 4:13 pm

I think I have to reread this one.

It's all an endless cycle of momentum, dude!


rm_Ellenback 58F
966 posts
8/14/2008 6:36 pm

And it's tongue, not tounge...LOL This is a reality far too massive for THIS finite mind!

I read this aloud, and it rolls off the 'tongue' so much better than it reads....


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