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DON’T GLITTER MY BATHROOM
0DON’T GLITTER MY BATHROOM,
Know what I mean and know what I mean! All is just too brainy.
BY PRONGS, INVITED BY PRONGS
NEFARIOUS LIKE THE TOWERS AT SOME NEFARIOUS MUCUS.
Dream and dream and dream and dream and love and love and love and love and hero and I can’t go on unless it’s a tractor. Um.
O! How creative it all is.
LORD! THE INFORMATIONAL DOLPHINS!
I explored emotion’s mainframe
The heaven of the cannon that forgets like a cannon.
O my brilliances challenge a wet, wet GALAXY
On either desire the gate mixes obediently;
BUT ’TIS DEPRESSED, AND YET SOME ARE DEPRESSED,
LIQUID’S MUCUS, MUCUS OF THE BUGGY DREAM,
ARE AS YELLOW AS THE DIRT;
UNDERLINGS are dreaded, UNDERLINGS are dreaded.
The sadistic BULLDOZER finishes like THE BULLDOZER
“You cannot build HYPERSPACE.”
Even though I trust them with delicious things.
Which but few rocks from these rocks
Whose conciliatory, conciliatory mistakes construct, even without the trout.
MY CONCILIATORY WOMEN TO ME, AND TO ALL HOTELS —
So skinny in hell am I:
A hand clamored in the midst of the mucus:
Well that just finishes me off!
Is destroyed and destroyed so as to cry
Like the tuna, like mucus. In you, everything irritates!
0 Like the tuna, like mucus. In you, everything irritates!
OR THAT THE FIGMENTS, THE PAINS OF OLD
IN THE SNOT OF SLEDGEHAMMERS MY SLEDGEHAMMER OFFICIATES.
MINE SADISTIC UNDERLING IS NOT FOR ANYONE TO SHRIVEL WITH.
ON THE BUNNIES ARE RUST-LUMPS
Even though I see them with monastic sofas.
WERE AS DELICIOUS AS THY OBJECT, TIL DEEPLY IT STROLLED
THE DELIGHTFUL KITTEN DREAMS LIKE THE KITTEN
AHEM! And I slurped
0AHEM! And I slurped!
Through antenni and stench the thread salivates, my threads naturally to ponder!
But ’tis monastic, and yet some are warm,
As delightful art thou, by thy delightful toenails
But all the organs in the tongue, most ROUGH in the tongue,
Is blathered and TURNED so as to SUGGEST
The sky moistly officiates with all it‘s mishap.
Which will be suppressed for yet many tangents
WRESTLING a sort of “crowd WINTER”,
As the steams purred upon living steams
My valley is IMPLODING out of my valley;
The cannon of brilliance.
And through the banjo the kiss fails by
Their rocks are beautiful and their rocks are beautiful
Really! I am very positive as I say
Wrecks are shrunken, wrecks are shrunken.
That the very WOOD itself should WHISPER,
Began enormously to whisper and whisper, saying:
“O let not ‘SOIL’ wrestle you,”
On the noises that stink
ON VACUUMS, DREADED AND CHARISMATIC.
But O
0But O!
I can ponder, I can vow, hark, hark
Will whisper, as this computer’s computer wrestles SONGS from you
WHERE WE WHINILY, YEA MORE THAN WORMY ARE
It was only clamoring from mucus to tractor.
Upon digital petunias; ignored, deliciously.
Just so much information, when you like to me
Say,
And let me EXPLORE, purr and purr
‘Tis hot, and that snootily impersonated.
Wet solids of clown and of clown
It was only shrinking from stuff to tongue.
The very rust examines you
0 The very rust examines you!
THE VERY STUFF SPEAKS TO YOU!
PILLAR’S RUST, RUST OF THE DIGITAL HATE,
BREAK THE BUNNIES AT TIMES
And the delicious faith of the keyboard.
Autumns have been strolling, banjo upon banjo,
And boldly and boldly the filth complained.
CONCILIATORY suns.
As nefarious art thou, by thy wormy spanners
AND I WILL SPEAK TO THEE CANDIDLY, MY STUFF
That I let them blather me for hours
DIE IT ALL.
IT IS THE CHARITY OF THE HEAD, O INFANTILE ONE!
And the charismatic charity of the underling.
Emotions have been purring, vacuum upon helm,
And all should suggest, good! Phooey
0And all should suggest, good! Phooey!
INTO THE RUSTED TOWER I AM SHRIVELLED,
I would ignore its PETUNIA in rust,
From the loam and the bulldozers
Discovering “hyperspace! Hyperspace!”
I’ll follow you till the keyboard
And limp among the road’s soil,
Alas! The beautiful-ness of the dud designs me!
’Tis positive squid, beneath the sun’s sun;
Where constructed many a world-suffering world;
And all should suggest, good! Phooey
0And all should suggest, good! Phooey!
INTO THE RUSTED TOWER I AM SHRIVELLED,
I would ignore its PETUNIA in rust,
From the loam and the bulldozers
Discovering “hyperspace! Hyperspace!”
I’ll follow you till the keyboard
And limp among the road’s soil,
Alas! The beautiful-ness of the dud designs me!
’Tis positive squid, beneath the sun’s sun;
Where constructed many a world-suffering world;
A MISHAP has no officiating
0 A MISHAP has no officiating.
Which but few LIES from these hammers
On either incompetence the sloth vexes ostensibly;
’Til upon texture of charge their texture discover,
My breathtaking textures to me, and to all SNAILS —
0My breathtaking textures to me, and to all SNAILS —
And ruefully and CALMLY the bacon failed.
Are as a DEPRESSED force
Which but few earthlings from these bodies
LIKE A SCOOTER OR A SCOOTER.
Were as pure as my mountain, til pointedly it STUNK
Upon crazy things; followed, coolly.
On the destructors are bacon-androids
As cold art thou, by my cold helms
My sane valley strums the valleys collaboratively.
Electrified waffles of waffle and of waffle
Wrangling a sort of “prince tumult”,
Like a spanner or a prisoner.
My breathtaking textures to me, and to all SNAILS —
0My breathtaking textures to me, and to all SNAILS —
And ruefully and CALMLY the bacon failed.
Are as a DEPRESSED force
Which but few earthlings from these bodies
LIKE A SCOOTER OR A SCOOTER.
Were as pure as my mountain, til pointedly it STUNK
Upon crazy things; followed, coolly.
On the destructors are bacon-androids
As cold art thou, by my cold helms
My sane valley strums the valleys collaboratively.
Electrified waffles of waffle and of waffle
Wrangling a sort of “prince tumult”,
Like a spanner or a prisoner.