one oppressor the circumcision
the matriarchy
two marriage
monogamy:
the matriarchy! the matriarchy!

there is fire in my ***!
i can feel the tickle
of a thousand tongue coming
out of it
like i can feel the many maggot
children of Beelzebub on my face
from giving all
that good head
i mean i am a gardener
and i have a special place for your
**** in my garden
i gave you the apple
silly *****
i gave you an apple
in autumn
when the male deer and bears
were getting drunk
while i took what
god used to create you
a bone
so i took some meat
from the bone
like i took a fruit from a tree
and i kept it:
you are actually without a ****
a mermaid...
i think...
i have a drizzle of ***** juice coming
from my ****
with a mix of ORANGE FANTA
and i am the Cerberus of Eden
not of Erberus or
Hades
there is that:
there is that Hades
but there's also the Garden
not the Underground
at least some souls escape
into the Realm of Poseidon
from Hades
and from Poseidon's Seas
and Rivers and Oceans
we will enter the realm of Zeus
and Air
like in the hebrew text:
Satan is the Lord of Air
Prince of the World
the Lord of Air...
not the master of shadows
Lucifer has Light
while Satan has Air
i need all the schizophrenic Elohim air
i need the schizophrenic Elohim air
of reggae...
today i felt the fear of homelessness
and adventure
i think i'm thinking of that still
even though i'm married
flying to India and walking back
to Europe:
don't know:
Florence
Milan

         Athens
Sarajevo

                      Paris

and then fly over to America
if i was young
and had a driving license
but jeez i loved
bicycles and horses too much
and only now aged 39 i'm learning
the piano
as i call it:
the piano: that's a car...
the clutch the accelerator of the clutch
the brake pedal
and the gear books
gear box of books
i think
i was reading something
and got distracted
you think they crucified all dignified like
that to be turned to gold?
no?
no
no!
no? dignified with the white robe across his genitals
he was the sight of Mary in the ******
therefore the Embryo Second Coming
would not come from a ******
it could be the Lot of if
i weren't Circumcised: therefore Crucified
i can't be sacrificed...
how else: am i all religious
and then secular
with playing jazz miles davis...
no: the sober interlude of crafting the tiresome
meta-spores of phren
and mushy jew
             in a room in Mecca...
            ah yes: writing the deed:
brain smooch and smooth like bad haircut
and i think i get a head a brain a scalp
massage
that only i can do to myself
i will stop *******
and just stick to this
this brain massage
two ciders
and 35cl of ***** and a marijuana
joiner
and i can work
i am at work
a late night shift in a distant Chicago
in the 20th century:
a rainy night
a tired handsome P.I.
is sitting in his office just celebrating
a case solved
having a whiskey
and a cigar
and just listening to music
and relaxing...
Adam and Eve sitting in a tree
i think we can begin here
when it is that you
come my dear into my life:
i don't think you write
poetry anymore
or listen to music
because of all the whining on repeat teen
i lost my identity
i never actually had:
****! i need to find it: i think that's what behind
teenager girls and i think of surrogacy
if the trans-autistic-weird: like it's not LGBTX
new Amsterdam in Little Vatican
in London:
i can't tell you where Little Vatican is
because it's so tiny
but we can have Old York
instead of New...
if we are changing names
i hated New York
nothing special coming from London
and as expected
i wasn't going to be a Lorca
Spaniard
i

       am at work and then i start thinking
about R and E in the middle of writing
and i'm 5000 miles away and i'm just chilling
thinking out nudes
about bible bashing some sense and logic
and the bible is workable
beyond the propaganda of the old testament
and then the philosophy of the testament
agreed upon with the Greeks
the Greco-Jewish "conspiracy" to topple Rome...
then i think we can think of topping
the decadence of the Empire of Saud(y)...

           ecce ****...                    in the hidden munching
in the crisp sound
that ghost in the music
if you ever heard it on the opening track of
kind of blue?
there's talking in that opening track
or trumpet munching
there are some barely audible vocal on a jazz record
it's so unusual to hear it
pick it up with a vinyl needle
some whispering some birds
i think at the end of miles' lips some birds
mmm
jazz is not an orchestra
jazz on record dosn't have a microphone
to the mouth of composer
since it's all scripted
like Equate Mathematics with Music for me
in terms of the Excellence of Genuis
a creates that overcomes jinn,
chimera, angels, demons... Loki..
but there are so silent vocals on jazz records
like Miles Davis' kind of blue is superior
to Coltraine's love supreme
love supreme
is too audible and vocal on a jazz record
so pristine
i mean i need to go and see that exhibition
and feel alive
i am fired up
by that Savile or Saville:
Jimmy's Nudes...
the **** Fredo Files of Nudes
i need to upload and ******* to
maybe some prepubescent nudes
like is this the picture of Jesus
******* on Mary's ******:
as crude as that:
it must have been
since that image depicted
would be what was used to wage
wars with the pagans
of the ******* complex
i just sort of see how monotheism is a feminism
sort of...
esp via christianity
and perhaps even islam with the air of mystique
about her:
don't mind the wedding ring
wait till she puts on a ******* niqab!
you think i want a muslim wife?
oh **** me:
imagine being with a woman who has such
kink...
i mean: islam is *****:
i want to see more muslim girls at those rainbow marches
at the gay pride parades:
i want the niqab goblins to come out and party!
jazz baby!
silent disco!
get dressed in all black!
yes queen yes girl!
i get you now!

one oppressor the circumcision
the matriarchy
two marriage
monogamy:
the matriarchy! the matriarchy!