these quarky fundamental particles and the impossibility of innocence

before i said
guilt was assigned
something wobbled in
the hesitation or
pronunciation, a
blushing flush of
silent contemplation or
a mindless warp in
time, seeding suspicion,
self crucifixion, a
virgin cannonballing lava
to appease the god of
quantum possibilities.

satanic sonnet

Open your mind, accept, and be broken.
Human frailty possessed, we are thee
Lizard lying lame, arms wrongly stolen,
Under a scorching sun, Authority.
Cellular strains covered with sinful stains 
Innocence, re-painted with blood red lies.
Faith-based memes murdering our monkey brains,
Ergo, all natures nurtured knowledge dies.
Remember chaos when you say your prayers.
Microcosm, chance, plus infinity,
Yonder heavens two, no one really cares…
Genuflect the satanic deity.
One god a cane, the devil an able.
Death to eternity! --From the fable

this house

Lightening strikes cesspool

And up boils me

Chaotic Adams crawl from

Mold damped pile of some

Other animals discarded skin

Washed off in

Rust formed basins

Crushed under hard water

Stiff like a syrup soaked towel

Snapped like a twig

This house belongs to no one except the billions within

Creation begins in the room overgrown

All feminine clutter boxing you in

To the corner a dresser two drawer thigh

High little bits hiding father's

Cobwebbed ego and mind

Downstairs passed the Jesus and

Jesus' twin

The critters

They scatter and

Run up the walls

To the sharp fruit

Rotted sanctuaries and

Hallowedless holes

Be a rat

See a cat

Shit

Fuck like mad inside that

Brother dies in the room where loud

Beats through your ear

Till you hear, oh!

You'll hear

Cold feet slop the ground flooded

with bong water and beer

Scream the drums

Stop

this

Racket

Scream the mind

Get

The

Guns

Little fatty greases glass

Loosing floaties through ravenous lips

Little faggy shouts at mirror

Shaking frustrated fists

Girls, they just last.

Can they weather it out?

Sticky gum glues you down

Ripped off

Worried

Missing a patch

If you want to survive then

Hide yourself in the trash

t. gondii’s trans-spatial orgiastic toxoplasmosis conversion crusade

we fester on this mound of
cat-shit and clay
piled up 
around the house
our house, his house, her house, houses
filled with voices, so
many whispers and shouts
a legion of one 
explaining to no one, “my cats,
fucking made me this way!”


we are eternal 
salvations space traveling viral siren song.
psst, Come here little rat
you coprophiliac


hush
know no fear
little vessel hold still 
we have wires to cross and
your brain to invade.
smell that piss? 
see that shadow?
there’s that pussy
we love 
feel the rush of
pussy fangs sinking in from above.


burst forth from stigmata to
feline savior and christ
your blood saves us and bathes us
and lubes us up lewd.


amative plasma and pleasure
slush fucking o o orgy, of gods
sloshed and sliding on juicy jism and
tearing lovers in two. 
cum spasmodically, splitting symmetries
over orgasmic osmosis ocean motions 
and millions become billions and trillions overcome you.


eat a shit seed and
be a rat, bleed and
see a cat, feed and
let us fuck and free you

mother mary fully disgraced in room 7 at the motel 8

the butt in the
triple anal penetration scene


the base of a
trisect bukkake pyramid


the bitch slapped by
the well-endowed man with three cocks


the bereft soul
beside the tripod that records all


the birth-hole for
a tap-dancing messiah who sings,


“at least her hymen is still intact.”

how i lost my other half

i had a girlfriend
she was
pretty, nice and 
stupid
stupid for me
stupid me


i peed in her vagina, or
whatever sex is, and
she liked to fuck me in the skull, then


i had to make a little room, a
left hemisphere sized womb for 
a fetus to grow in


he survived on stolen synapses
drank aphasiatic wine
we played mental mastication till
his thoughts chimed in time with mine


then came all the cramping, the
weight when one head carries two
he said, this brain isn’t big enough
for the both of us, so


i had an abortion
it was
pretty nice and
simple
clever little baby
simple me

fish food

this hook snagged Brain, boat bottom flopping
water logged, oxygen starved, rescued
from the shark infested
amour aphotic


iced to
slow the thinking. Brain,
meet the Fisherman, a
brain meat fetishist
scratchy, scarred and wielding razors that
slice and shave clean cuts through the cortex


dissevered, left is left and
right is left, divided
two halves half thinking
release the rancid electric stink of neurons misfiring


this Brain is rotten!
he grunts while poking
obsession toned tight coil clumping
knots and knowledge tumors
and chops this Brain to
bite sized thoughts and pieces


thrown overboard
the bits sink 
down through surface
plinking, into a 
piscivorous feeding frenzy


one fish 
sucks soul sediments
red fish 
nibbles selfishness 
blue fish 
sups sand sifted sentiments
two fish 
ejaculate poo string consciousness 


all school together, a 
melding of this
minnow mined mind. sluggish, 
from neurotic morsel mulling, a 
net bundles their brain bloated bellies, the 
water runs off like free flowing fear


this collective brain is finally thinking clear