Showing posts with label literature. Show all posts
Showing posts with label literature. Show all posts
06 October, 2014
Scarlet streams
streams of broken ribs
gutted fruity nymphs
meaty slanting flow
flooding gurgling
sap
dappled mornings
whining milk
creamy hole of light
nude chestnut moon
quivering rectum
— Bone impaling the frail soft skin
of the present
Labels:
anal,
blood,
bone,
bones,
dark poetry,
flesh,
interzone,
literature,
massacre,
tangier,
underground poet,
underground poetry,
underground writer,
writers in tangier
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
in silence, may vomit
its convulsed scum
its slaughtered melons
young velvety vulvas
and amputated nymphs
and monstrous anal-dildos
dreamed
in
Salò.
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.
Labels:
anal,
ass,
bloody poetry,
boobs,
butt,
carnage,
dildo,
literature,
massacre,
pale redhead,
redhead,
Salò or the 120 Days of Sodom,
slash,
sliced boobs,
sliced tits,
sodomy,
underground,
viscera
23 March, 2014
Bony madness
a radical blade extends its iced platinum
on sawn skulls —
huge eggs
crimped marrow
mad cartilages
erect bone breaking up heavens
flabbergasted guts
puke their meaty screams
on lymphatic aphonia —
flat ribs
blown gelatin
stillborn green sky
crippled fractal twisted smash
and my frightened glands
fall apart
in ionic cracklings
slicing the synaptic song
of dismembered aesthetics —
cold breast
sidereal gristle
bony phallic killing
slashed immanence
Labels:
big bone,
bloody literature,
bony,
bony erection,
carnage,
flesh,
ithuphallos,
literature,
massacre,
phallic bone,
phallus,
poet,
tangier,
underground literature
16 March, 2014
The silence of the thigh
a thigh a thigh as it appears enlightened where the verb disappears into the muteness of the thigh abyss on silence and screams bloom in skin and curves through azure steaks and sliced breasts are quivering sidereal dissolution into bowels chaos of light spouting fury meaty colour shut up forget about psychoanalysis destroy screens withdraw your eyes from the swarm of speech be silent I planted the fork in the thigh and blood spurted three large scarlet drops on pale flesh three red rivulets that I savoured on the thigh with my tongue in bright flowing delight the pale obscenity of a smooth ass brightens my intimate atrocity in my glowing skull the light (suffused with crime) strips off the ultimate meat a thigh a thigh the sensory killing sings in sharp twists and quiet night lying through placid milk
Labels:
cut up,
cut-up,
experimental literature,
flesh,
literature,
massacre,
pale boobs,
postmodern,
postmodern literature,
sensory carnage,
sliced tits,
sweet flesh,
thigh,
tits,
underground poetry
13 December, 2013
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.
Labels:
big boobs,
big pale boobs,
big tits,
bloody boobs,
bloody tits,
boobs,
carnage,
flesh,
guts,
literature,
milky tits,
pale boobs,
pale breast,
pale flesh,
pale tits,
poetry,
tits,
torture,
underground literature,
viscera
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