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Friday, April 10, 2015

Dada As Fuck - Frankie Saxx

"Title is literal."
If anything, the idea of being taken completely lusts her level of validation against a wall. These realities were rough, aggressive sex. Their impotent rage a more primary pair-bonding in women. And so on. What's going on is in the substance of its relations with a squatting position. The stranger-in-the-bush lies in his relation to his own body.

Urinating in a young girl, she turns her lips into an object. Sexuality knows what pride is and gets off on this kink. He loses control so she can't get away. An ontological point of view asking if the male is proud because he has coitus: it is art to define ways of being always involved; it is both through them and interest in the substance of a woman being able to make a high value man.

"quest for being"
Men lose their control with her bottom exposed. But wow, just wow. This banal concept tries to push you off; rather, his love for wholeness cannot be reduced to terms like 'ravishment.' An irreducible, given the existent in all possible ways working for the feminazi retards. Women want to be raped, as primal as an embrace. Deflect from the dissonance; doll it up because it symbolizes feminine virginity.

Wednesday, March 25, 2015

blood-soaked magnets curry solids
heat noodle memories watering can
negativity crocodile like small pig slits
giant drama plastics sound of urinal bodies
the buried surveillance that microwaves poop
the uncanny video game party taxidermy
fake recall of a white broken adult hidden in a poster
nefarious dinosaur acoustics stuff nightmares
bloodborne babies patched by inhuman asterisk
cry of mating bird giftshop parts tableau fork
glass shells mimic a wide skeleton base
the beta egg butcher care-filter set to stone woods  
on the monitor sunshine log squeeze-through
jinx-abuses backwards off of gender clones 

Tuesday, March 17, 2015

embers he can’t be beefed
an anime reversal of calculus
assumes the happier apocalypse
sensitive to existential flows
blackened horizontal neckline
cold diminished dots disperse
concrete layered mechanisms
burn alive floral locks flattening
at waistline dark beads tree god
of the biological structure
puffed up chemical automated
ruffles a carved lens circus
in little black dress pumps
wild propeller underneath three
dimensions that crank leggings
of a maimed city enjoying wizards
in straps sift her mystical caveman 

Sunday, March 8, 2015

angry bummed out caged in dread yolk
detest the cut-off despairing and coerce
exhausted fragile gloomy apparition zigzag
harassed ill objectified jaded hurt gross
kept out laughed at so mad the numb molested
passive horror pushed away insane
I’m a queer ghoul rage raped fog rotten fangs
sad to self-destructive a gravestone shy
the suicidal damaged eyeballs
afraid sadistic of a macabre yellow quiet
beast petrify the weak winged yawning
of a cackle jumpsuit owl is unusual warped
in some cadaver night thorny and the unhappy unnatural
hairraising the crypt gruesome along howls imp
unearthly dead darkness dark tomb
darkness spirit tarantula has a wig wicked scary
eerie moonlight pitchfork that of a revolting mummy 

Thursday, March 5, 2015

An unsettling embrace conjures putrid thoughts cold on a lonely electric chair unbearably sleeping exposed leash asshole guise of mouth duck fucking throes of Brothers Grimm chamber fairy porn echo death in a row relive monsters grappling mists demon velvety gray suffused with painful fingers laser piss swath of memories peach thighs scraped up the NIGHTMARE HILL FETUS clothing store peel self-worth mermaid luminescence purge curious anatomy torn shitting in crying sensitive alone joke scum filter X Factor photographs assault Fear Factor blowjobs 

TIME - RC Miller

Sunday, March 1, 2015

source gangster flapping strange lap quench
thinks with penis water strokes Laundromat
yoga pants shadow fucking vibrational sharp
level squid sci-fi blind cameras spinning private
popped up L dopa seductive weird screwing
manipulate skull magnet swollen vampire serial
anal tooth spectrum disappearing coma rise
spookiness of worse ash boner seeds of worst friend
glaring sex death éclair machinations surrenders
humility banana television shine care defied basement
sacrifice strengthened blow consummated stranded
annihilation stupor flapping shadow L éclair death

Friday, February 27, 2015

in my eyes, stop a bad spaceship pornographically
cruel beyond roughly melodramatic, the endless spine
you’d think of angelic resistance, and being like bats
assaulted, twisted ghosts doing a man’s delusional thinking
taken friendly, the rapped flour would be this hot aspect of
his fungal brownie, stumbling across Lazarus disgustingly
slamming the CGI of fire, the contrasts trace aneurysms as
one big ol’ wizard’s material world of depressive quantum mechanics
retro- switching meaningless humanoids and grave
characterized as extant penis vibe, as well as tears like feces
in my eyes, which grab the universe’s alien junk, vagina Faust
indulges in wonderful networks of anti- girl hell, well, yes
and no, non-arterial, afraid of identical bruises, symmetrical
vivisection cranking the goblin arteries of goat antlers noodling

Monday, February 23, 2015

cop silk eye infinity mystique vary suicide organ behaving and forgive
stupid pedopile revolving bad numbers around murder 
evocative creep segue dick of homophobe stabs a phantom nipple
snaking numbers modified cone pissing into a dictionary
cancels out a wife popping nicer airwaves domino
plug developed numbers by shame rage bad breath doom disco chupacabra
and toxic inferior scrotal reality as a septic dark space
pulp numbers leak immaculate overload empty ripping empathy species piling 

Saturday, February 21, 2015

giant squid asshole 
hellfire ripple in a clown’s
dreadlock up his ass corpse-
lumped pyramid root -crazed 
goatee smell laugh upper 
-lip bananas vomit= inundated
one size fits all sex offender
breaking down eats 
more–after dark.e.g
-we all deserve to die
imparts a droll vaccine 

Thursday, February 19, 2015

He tastes like chicken coup thermal stump of his KKK in my romance ball. A silly fossil burns in the desert. Firefox should fuck Buzzfeed up. That’s what’s up with the glitch Big Bird is going to quash: barbed code produces humans online. An inflatable bowling alley breaks ringtone-inconsistency along a sauce's lifeline, just as average scrap lingers. A skunk waits forever for candy. The hopping pork bits of exorcism enlargement pee into a decapitated (very mini) pocket Dumbo. Don’t want to be let go. Meaning, go. So kebab ant sped through a dwarf planet up grandma’s ponytail with super stripper acid, Christ bucket puppy detail retracting warm as a sunset. Large man figurine mumbling schizoid in the dark current, hanging itself on a meat grinder. Said I didn’t have a deep throat (yourself). 

Monday, February 16, 2015

Sorting Adidas from false memory, a sore rangy mummy imagining mud big-cocked and smilingly, gored a jiggling bible. Doom eats traffic of its empty hippo, GMO & explosive pillow noise through my View Master reproducing an interactive cloud, making, like a stupid toilet, as if to FLUSH Mr. Bungle!! I know The creepy Simpsons’s chickens practically verge on fecal Transformer – but also as dark crypto Barbie mines a digital basketball. And, hell yeah, still alive, helpless, he ejaculates pizza, the video game rejected a falling, devil-blistering helix of malware photobombing like a poltergeist, and the app sickeningly melts, shit assholes, etc., spa headaches of bloody elephant sponge often crackle in the golden skull oil. 

Thursday, February 12, 2015

Galaxies jacking off a floating pavement shape
a vice, the dark organic glimmer makes happen
a castle licked by the uncanny valley rapper
Thom Yorke on a leaf, a wasp in apocalyptic
army surplus snaps in half, a reduced tentacle of
pinball dick and balls on the axis of the hose’s
new feelings, diarrhea beige smoking shrug
Sweaters launch their browser flush
Search containment for a broken chainsaw
Insect-encapsulated neurons cripple skin dancing
anywhere in the brain, conveniently Lego vanilla
rolled out into caves, a 3D printer’s two-faced pastiche
of fire deluge and hard magic specter, single parent
slammed into BFF   

Monday, February 9, 2015

infotainment succubus tree stump bomb 
toilet data auxiliary shadow patch of absurd memories of gross robot
Kickass beer pressure hurts reflective Earth’s shedding pajamas golden frat
levitate hidden wet sock smell how to die
hearing is the pulsations’ egg evolving malarkey 
rabbits’ skeletons’ online necropolis antimatter 
body erection jerky eBay scented candles coffin
poison anime hooker shampoo with niche fluoride
cosmonaut formaldehyde intercourse
white noise Nutella fenced-in book tentacle .gif beats

Sunday, February 8, 2015

I dismember my immutable bong
Upon the pregnant sauce of Tesla.
Ass Oreos refract helmet sounds mewling
An awkward joke about anal cosmetic
Nike shoes, psychedelic blood-shades
of hybrid disability corvette
Fudging Fifty buttons of Gray
fuck-Dimension Europa.
Ass Princess Peach disembodies a wacky god
in macabre combinations of bacon.

Saturday, February 7, 2015

sandwich distortion lapse of puking metal carve pot plant
in mundane contrast to magma on he visor
Cyclops be vending blue ass fears EVAPORATING
owl hair of the fake elevator and plus Titanic’s utensils
crocheted permutation at the dead of a holy cow
though séance and what lung be wringing he luck dragon autism
between horde tensions first-aid circle doom in the comfort
of a tug of war, actually, smells beach balls, the equivalent
of Jaws aliens espoused phishing polite mermaid’s clitoris
SD card kitsch latching he robot coco gift-wrapped
Donald Duck molesting revolving necrotizing cover band  

Saturday, January 31, 2015

Black Thread

Black thread of the death spiral of Urban Outfitters
brought mainstream farming to masturbate back to an avatar
with my dick is wry, veering into GIF, and pang extra prismatic.
Gut boiling puzzling so swingers’ prey
of a fossil looks at a dragon’s flies, wild as an elusive cloud tail –
An unborn body builder & ways you can get worse.
The wizard’s process on a limp biscuit
for a butt happy, beauty betrays mashed glans cornflake 
in Increased podcast will live due to one Devil.
There’s magic by the time the equator is realistic,
electrically screaming, & teenager
love runoff 

Friday, January 30, 2015

Curiously Cartoonish Poop

The scare in my head stuck in the gloss of my ass, accelerating in dog years, at a picnic. Big up to the skittles trapped in the dark judder of a makeshift slasher flushed clicking on the other side of my face. Curiously alarming popcorn crescendo of Jungian crystals in cartoonish plumage and to have to poop, to have to have to poop into theme park teacups or butcher square pants unspoken at the mouth of the foam machine and the fudge Spongebob craves with blazing wallet chain stuck invertebrate in a cosmic prison.

Saturday, January 17, 2015

Black Mirror

It's supposed to be terrifying, the darkness. For you it's everything. More than that. 
Brushing one's teeth with the lights out, then looking up - into the black mirror. 
Would be cool. Maybe. Not now. One's physical body travels during the day. 
I'm waiting for it. Space is too kitsch. Like a little forest on magical strings. When bae switches on the TV - the central element is the screen, which bae projects onto, 
a very tall donut, electromagnetically 

Wednesday, January 7, 2015

Ant Man While Darkly Pooping

The Breath and the Teeth, Star Trek changed cluster to the human torrent,
the berserk spider talking to myself helped cloak, a nest of ceiling fan gap voice
in werewolf hate oils, disappeared inside the door. The mad as hell dinosaur killer
of 1984, his car’s muscles. Ant-Man’s weed piss puppy tracts
on hearty mountings. The meaningless, smoothly varying flavors
tiny symbols detached from fortune cookie physics helped fashion dark brown.
The mess of a dead neighbor on Andromeda’s dust island. End Times condensation,
Terminator burial Walkman and guitar bites rote Lucifer
in glass heels text bats. Video game ass footage – parrots tarot –  
farty kettle snot museum Prius thick on the couch, serial anime
via the push of inner child sweater borderline dangerous in a symphony
of thin whistles pools the dipshit nebula via Hitler’s dark wet bottom. 

Friday, January 2, 2015

The Vampire

The darkness is incredibly thick, like the vampire's beard,
like an animal doctor's beard. The shadow of blood cast
by the dead animals has turned black and crusty on the walls
and floor, but on the steel tables it looks red as the darkest,
shiniest red against a metal background. Suburban pets, mostly -
some used to be common; some, like the lizard, had been exotic.
The hideous, meaningless incisions that have been made in cat,
dog, rabbit, snake, bird. The vampire, who does not drink
animal blood, and refused any in this case as well, had been
a respectable veterinarian.

Pale Dead Love

I am walking across a dark dead landscape.
The trees are spindly and the sky is black.
I am carrying a dark hole in my stomach.
Black ooze oozes forth from it like bile.
My hair is frozen like a sword's blade in the icy wind.
Black is black. Even white is a black, wet, pink,
plucked swan whose feet are sunk in sticky tar.
Love is pale belly lint stuck to a charred heart.