cheesetray wrote:
> hey bob! your friend reuben the dirty doctor wants to fuck me!
>
> here's why:
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> Operation Bloodless
> (response to nancy)
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>
> phonemes charging
> collected army
> of hungry lit sounds
> burst forth, bearing sharp swords, assault of
> blades flashing, and slashing
> thorny-armed terrorists
> wielding surgical lasers sabres which beam and mock
> mirror and swipe
> with calculated precision
> they slice
> and cut deep, into rough stale banks of human brain joined at river’s edge
>
> rogue militant mission of growling stomach stampede
> a serial procession divine particle cascade of raging cowman vomit
> spurs rote streams spinning through desolate indifferent swampland
> abused soil of sandy desert and abandoned dirt
> a mounted scalding attack
> led by sticky torches burning
> deep below the coordinates
> of creation’s ground zero
> scouring petrified bovine dung and buried leaves
> which are now all choking…
> on the smoke
> of viper venom
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> unraveling threads recoiling
> ravaged in instant shock
> from this suffocating heat
> surge of liquid flame loosed on stung conscience by the blind pricking
> piercing of mercenaries
> employed en masse for merciless molecular mutilation
>
> designer rockets delegating a multi-millennial build-up of manufactured
> homeland waste from savage cactus fire
> send toxic flares...
> their crafted arrows, carrying chemicals from forsaken high voltage
> electric needles
> pound across peals of vaulted sky
> striking embowed short-circuited professional agents of authority
> meticulously marking mapped out morals for these ground
> controlled messenger vehicles
> of rectifying mystery spikes and metaphysics
> from spines which rattle and hiss
> they surround and rain down
> in unison, upon unsuspecting shaking venison victims
> injections of pacifying poison numb and shrink the dyed agar membranes
> of lifeless dumb prisoners of names
> all rounded up and stranded
> silos of stentorian acid stinging and singeing their neural skins
> escorting them, in their season to carefully doctored death time
> notarized, inside the charred detritus compost of collective mind
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> blackened scarred ego
> cracks and is momently ruptured by young shoots of courage
> fiery rods sent to grasp and bloom
> in unknown far-off fertile fields
> unearthed by vindicated corporation of constructed confusion
> and the ominous cries of inflexible internalized coincidence
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> rays of pitched sparks fly, offering up
> new memory, darkly etched under quivering animal moonlight
> recorded holy chains of ancient blood
> carved out of the steely milk-white night and seeping...into art strokes
> of my soul’s last breath
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>
> רחל
> 10.15.23
> for SAM