I was sitting by a man
and his face disturbed me

That was the end of it.
I saw him a little bit later on a box
down by the arcade, next to the filth. Gone since Tuesday

I still hated his face

along roses
Severed heads & lilting hands
the ***** throbs with ****
and the **** squirts mud
the woman swallows all filth
on hands and knees while maggots *****
in the dead air
mutated glances
Howling cathedrals

She is free from sin
And the impalement reaches disgorged viscera
They eat what's left of it
& Her
not much.  Thrown away like
always

Ha heh heh
It gets closer
Pig wind
Ethereal
  Insulation
masturbatory
musings
Sigil among lifeless forms
Painted by numbers
Oppressed by everyone
Confiscated whilst yearning
Freedom keeps me alive
But sanity is another
question

Lush and pure
hands like pianos
Face like gesticulated larvae
The plunger weeps for my soul

I put the barrel in
And blow you away
Your brain like butter
I eat god

I slither among the vapid wind
I am done with you
I am released

I hate everybody


I hate dogs
I hate ice cream
I hate children
I hate cars
I hate green
I hate leather shoes

I saw a painting of Adolf in the library
sitting among the Israeli cannibal

I wanted to go dancing

I still have my last 25 coins

I **** you

Disembodied
head rolls along the dirt

Shiny lavender smile
and painted disposition
I slip my fingers inside
It screams
and the door jams

Your teeth fall out
and the good Samaritan raises its fist

"We are but servants of the serpent"

Another ******* slides in,
And it gets bent.
Foot goes up the whole
And the fetus desolves into acidic gel
We are expatriates
The son is good
and the sun is warm

Endless neuroses

pulling the trigger takes courage
Jumping from a burning building
Is an of act of desperation
Where this ends I don't know
I keep walking towards the fire