TODAY

We're only here for a split second so I

Orgasm into your asshole
A pedestrian mall stoned on HD.

Lay your testicles over my eyes and

Send me off to Hades.

I need a break from throat cancer.

NONMILITARY ISSUE

Angels descend and massage their assassins.

Bass by a moth, export machines humming, 

New flavors wear skinny jeans like reversible graves.

To teleport just seems so cool to me.

Aliens arrive and question their retirement companies.

They're optimistic, yes, but tomorrow isn't complimentary.

Without bars, I'd run from river to river.

I'm less global warming than dildo distributors.

Stash honey up the cunt of a teddy bear.

Dollar bleakness looks like it's happy to stay.

An evening of Beckett pondering my crisis of faith and free will.

I see no reason and change.

As I am the chosen one here to deliver world peace,

Give me a terrific bob job in front of and behind the camera.

This is the way you live.

Melt and you'll know flies.

ON COMMERCIAL

And trying to practice
Mouth harping skills for a
Quick ministry.

Girlfriend-loud screams
Of reform singe, but unless
I am drinking

Paranormal dishwashers
Open fire, then zero
In their fun phones

To conquer humanitarian dementia.
With lots of merchandising
They replay all my steps.

Vegetable night.
Porn site.
Vegetable night.

WELCOME EVERYONE

In out, out in, that's

A golf course.

If you sell one free tan

Stay onboard the policeman.

Space urge ape raft:

We build a fire and try to conceive

24-hour banking.

The Bible says "it's celebrity death." 

MY DRINKING HABIT

A broken rose with laughing eyes

Just took and went, itch-free:

"I'm one of those perverts that wants to fuck Taylor Swift."

Better start believing

Cracker envy.

BIG GRANNY DEEPTHROATING BLOND SOFASEX

She thrives on disappearances 

And I get to feeling

Black gay assfucked missionary interracial.

CHEESEQUAKE

I travel by train between the panthers
Until I quit at the riddle of my process.

I'm aging, it's the useless
Weight of lambs.

I wish I were part of a Jewish journey.
Long time no end.

GONE PUBLIC

Ottoman aisles squash limbs
That pee 3-D, and
The results are splacktacular!
After one half-tank, you gots your autistic son back.
Even had a drink of the father.

My brain tumor was misdiagnosed as fixed human snow.
I may again anticipate tastes of takeout and birthday sex.
Indonesian quakes push forward selective ancestry.
No condom, no problem,
I've traded rotting for the light.

Feeding on a meteorite reassigns the parts of who I am.
I'm learning, slowly, the strange world of quarks.
Avocados hear no evil, see no planes.
The way they grow aware of me makes their bodies bold.
Incest is such an isolating crime.

My brain tumor was misdiagnosed as birthday sex.
Again, no problem, no condom; it's TV
It's not nicotine.
I smile like Queen Emily Schaffer and King Bryce Barbee.
Don't give a fuck.

"No matter what opinion Hollywood has of you."

"You're born. You peak. Your physical body goes downhill, but

Your spirit stays intact."