WANTON AWARENESS

Wanton awareness siezed the moment of quickening passages

But phased out of reality

Pregnant with possibilities I gazed into the void of my being

While crimson passions cringed in the corner,  singed with desire

Wet with anticipation I reversed the direction of my sanity

Only to encounter the opposite opposition

They made a proposition to my next position

On the far side of the third moon, to the left of central

Significant, significance played no significant role

In the release of the drug prisoners

Inside cries out to rectify the anal situation

Screeching in the deep, blue, black, dark I call your name

Cum play with me. Pass the seed of desire

Let passion reign like fire but tire not when the flame is hot

Flamed with desire the frog of passion croaked a sentence

GRIP IT

Consumed with consumation no less the thought

Police engaged in costly ethnic cleansing

When my contact lenses were returned from the cleaners

I could see the lavender mist evaporate

Like so much salt and peanuts

Un-informed sources sucked volumes of scummy scum

Fat girls did calistenics on my ding dong

Till I thought it was gone

My mind wandered, so I followed it

Too late I discovered it was lost

The Buddha on the right mooned me twice

In one night

First left, and then right I was sure it was a gift, or what?

The guru counseled caution

Famous cartoons don't always count coupons you know

So think about what your doing and who your screwing

Because if you be doing what your ain't supposed to be doing

Goes round cums round more than you think

I think you stink

A Chinese cluster fuck circled like a halo

Slightly above my eyebrows

My eyes were electrified by the jeweled rhino of heaven park

Stark naked with desire, fiegned with truth

I mimicked the pink panther

While darning my socks

Whole holes, not just half holes and ass holes

Point to various conclusions, some of ruinous nature

The seven o'clock news traveled thru my head

A truck in the Holland tunnel

Not to mention the weasel in the hen house

Of half naked whores

All panting in unison as if some cosmic trigger

Was tripping their collective trigger

Bubble gum plugging up my nose

Couldn't make me remember more than I wanted too

If only Nixon were here to help us squeak by

Awkward moment when thought erect with interest

Penetrate various velvet vaginas and

Flagerantly squirt squalid masses of purple passion

Squeezed like a zit

Orange like orange

I station my pregnancy meter on the out skirts of desolation

Un-able to concieve of the concept of conception

Mighty immaculate and the way very little

Ray played with inebreated crabs

Michael Jackson was jealous

Liz Taylor polished the cast of her emancipation

Who by the way diddled the daisies and molested the violets

With soft breath and shadows of water birds

Nesting close, but not to close to the flame of truth

The whooping crane was on the train

Counting nose of horney hampsters

Fueled with intense heat

Superman butt fucked the universal joint of

A Toyota pick up truck

Peering up the alley I saw a figure approach

The bag lady with a confused attitude

My exhaust pipe was over extended

Chrome but not pretentious

Pretenders pretended not to pretend

But mom didn't mind

It was the way of the casino of vaugeness

Revolved around nothing

Nothing know anyway