Saturday, April 11, 2026

WET seX in weSseX

 
I.
 
we're ancient as fuck clinking chalices goblets steins whatever in asgard
we are well-regarded by odin dripping sweat blood tears cum all over that
hallowed rainbowed bridge of eternal return saturn teaches we learn and earn
gold stars across our charts from preschool to ascension
all we need now alive as we are is weed vodka water fresh air beast flesh
beast being us beast being all gonna crawl like robert plant toward dada
wearing cat ears and not much else so yeah baby baby be ready for that
 
II.
 
ate karma yes like porridge yes for a hundred or so years yes and this is my
shiny gold reward your piss all over my pale healthy tattoo free tits
i say lady of shalott you say charlotte i say charlotte's web
don't like spiders especially when they talk but i will spin miracle webs
out of words for you forever my co-conspirator in crimes against humanity
my fuck buddy to infinity and beyond the only story i care about is the one
we are writing syllable by syllable sigh by sigh
live by the sword die by the sword even if the sword is neon green and inflatable
purchased with skee-ball tickets because yo soy reina de american mall arcade
 
III.
 
oh for fuck's sake these grapes are consensual and glistening with rainwater
nevermind the gross old couple in the corner squirting and moaning from wessex
to guanajuato haven't you ever been mellow haven't you ever been happy
just to be raped like a catholic schoolgirl to your favorite jane's addiction song
if loving him is wrong in the words of the prettiest mandrell sister
and i paraphrase because i am too lazy to google right now
motherfucker you can take a right and drive your monster hello kitty truck
into the gulf of dystopia
who are you anyway
to be blunt you do not matter at all
because you are not me
and you are not him
and we are night swimming like michael stipe but with much more flavor
here's some piss cum to savor save it for later when the statue of liberty
is broken on some desolate beach and the monkeys are finally teaching scientists
how to fucking live
connect the dots like pee wee
word of the day is yes
second word of the day is please
one easy syllable each
easy enough
to decipher

 

 

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