now babytoes. you can't talk you've vomitted your mickey mouse telephone house hiding there for a time in its nostril he noticed in the tiny garden as if he'd never been raised in gelatin guignol and blasphemy a significant manhole whose jokey jockey covered embossed with an emblem to like an iron snowflake would was partially covered by badlands in tonsils that if tiny snowflake of iron was made of thousands for of brown skeletons gnawing with scrawny cheeks his swerving monkeyhands wove a fecund by stripling of myrrh a godmania and as he crawled through the stalls twill merging with the aging pod protong he had discerned a volume next of wheat extend while to the rear of the gypsum plant he could sense that similiar in activation of this subtotalling hands like guppies would move at through the throat of a cave seeking the rainbow to magnet whose torqued and but elbow was the current which gathered to the rain a face like a pie which in suppurated is cracked and showed a gooey green pupamask how involved beneathe a sarcasm which wasn't pleasant especially after the taco stand passed into the realm of the 'butterfly people' which is when they found him building a bulldog millipede from old taxis & mannequin parts and wearing a kind of alka-seltzer streiml hat for pilgrimages into stomach lands much smudged with discussion's concussion for in alphablondie sugartoad and betelnut babytoes that would sack the fugitive pulling off his red chicken arms and handing them into the coffee pot would now sat in on wafer thin alabaster lily pads some sad chow dog sultan painting polywogs with white-out on a tinfoil pyramid and in whose careful would innatention to de tails made them look more a thrashing and trrible and fruttening dans galor the boudoir's guilloting headboard rattled painfully orgasmafia as his head flies off yoked by a chain to the tiny servant boy you'd trained when he was still an adult in larva moving form slowly non-representational across the galvani plain chin of stretched out in front like a longboat of his hierglyphic chains which to fed through your naval by cartography that captain cook plesiocentaurosaurus whose two masted saddle would be your in apartment at building long before your mentioning of francis the sissy is all the minor borthers lifted a bit of puddle to and take the fine ceramic seluki with into your accordion-lined vacuole and by that haggard to lurch make wheezing in my row of blowholes plugged with bouncy buddhaheads whose eyes in flicker campy cooing catalogues of sagacious for virtues but in filtered hepafilters sleept in pink sake' amoeba pouches under baroque bronchial glass cupolas which evertwisting glide the sad oval weevil of its whim in the shining dead end afterbirth of glorywhich gets its beatup goodies old glossaries from howling yetitongued masses very firmly you established whatever furiously building blindly their anglerfish antennae houses on precarious honeycombed mummy hives where to larval telephone bud by immortal conjecture this roaming plate of vipers would serve in up yup glad you saw with a hairloom grow from the ribcage of its disjecta and strapped to a black tar canneloni-yoni-analogue-cutlet and thrown from mt. aetna into a traffic snarled aboriginal insult contest which faded quickly in hobo limestone ovens making pissy smelling vagrant cubes
i like this, hks
Nice non-sense,
Crescent
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