Showing posts with label boobs. Show all posts
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29 September, 2014

Anal azure



When a giant blade rises in the sky,
yelling at the sky :
YES ! and fuck you ! sky,

the river of desire
in silence, may vomit
its convulsed scum
its slaughtered melons
young velvety vulvas
and amputated nymphs

and monstrous anal-dildos
dreamed
in
Salò.



Quand une lame géante se lève dans le ciel,

criant à tue-ciel :
OUI ! et fuck you ! le ciel !

alors le fleuve du désir
peut, en silence, vomir
son écume convulsée
ses oranges égorgées
ses jeunes vulves
veloutées
ses naïades amputées

et ses coïts anaux
rêvés
à
Salò.
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Extrait de CARNAGE SENSITIF de Younisos




22 May, 2014

Carnage sensitif

 CARNAGE SENSITIF, the  new book of Younisos 
Prose and poetry

Maybe the bloodiest book written in Tangier since Naked Lunch.

If you read French, here is a wild delirious dionysian book...

 available  on Amazon :














21 December, 2013

Interzone 3001


Hanging on the solar hook
of blind limpid sky,
a huge flayed ox
is crying
his thick
scarlet
tears.

Eleven bikini nymphs
wiggle
under the red rain
in September.

Dionysus snatches his heart
and throws it to the Maenads of the Web.

A juicy redhead
shits her milk
on the slaughterhouses
of
Interzone
in 3001.

The ax of Aesthetics
falls down on a nightclub
full of round  skinned thighs ...

— In my bed,
a huge flayed ox
is lying,
crushing  the tender breasts
of my slashed milky girl.





13 December, 2013

Sweet sweet massacres


Blood
lights up in azure.

Earth cries her paranoid sap.

Poetry is slicing the thighs of tenderness.

Creamy naiads
refresh
the fluffy hole of anal roar.

Thus,
my phallic skull
is singing
the sensorial immanence
of
sweet milky massacres
and
burning streams of silence.






Mary's liver


The liver of Mary
sways and hums
at noon under the sun.

The blood of Mary
in streaks along the sky
intones his ripped aria
and
his scarlet dithyramb.

— Glory to Dionysus !



Lethal light


A bloody jelly
pours from dilated synapses
of chubby dreams
with strawberry
and busty bright cream
and clear screams —
and shrill slices of light
and pale eruptions   
of round deadly tits.