wut u got
that can hit the spot
a my not
givin a shit
bout wut u got?

my petaloid scrips
ovoid liaison
with suasion
that trips round
the supersedural afterdamp
of mechanical stupor siezure
giving residence
beyond reticence
to the surround bound
irenicon benefactor
whose corresponding throngs
of catalytic co-existence
ooze choral fronding
sexagons that
enlarge the discharge
of cowardice done
up as critiquing
to speaking from the
smash up
so u can surpass
yr nichehunt,
i.e. the bout we in's out
once u shake
yr tiny worthquake
n get comfy
with the spins
a my inverst humvee.
i'm so radically peaceful
i hereby decree
the haddock be released
full into yr skull
so u can testify
agenst yr cavalier
n feel the onslaught
yr reel-n-yawn wrought
hookin shad with dad.
water envies me
my anti-clotter alacrity.
i'm a bridge to flow wear.
i'm a ridge wence rings
the navaho prayer
that the springs
of laval insipience
might gush redolent
in lush enbabblement
n morph a schist
a green between
the fist n the fite.
my hindsight is
a kind light
that shines the future
on wut u were
n lets u sit back
n enjoy
the signs that
all along yr groove's
throned to deploy
yr bawl song
so u cd quit wack
n bong an
improvier behoove
to glim that then again
yr been's has been.
i'm 360 degrees
a mixt free
midst the words n the trees.
my vietnam war
is yr be it no more.
i say the grilled vagina
of the prophet shd
get off it
n find a spillway to wet
that the pack
may catch a buzz
from my backway scratcher
cuz...

i'm a genus, bb,
of lastronomical proportions,
n my penis lady
is so inane she cannot be recorded.
i got so much nuthin,
i shan't be dyin on the vyin.
my bedraggled luvin's
too ramifyin to defyin.


my rhyme's so complicalculated
it's gonna take
a million venerated monkeys
banging on a billion
clunky catafalques
at the leading trillion
scattered shrines
of cabala gone pro
to bleed the skillions
of convo-looted clatter
out its uprooted a-regimen.
like, i'm the sole denizen
of never been
so good lucky
suckin the edgy allude
out my oblique crasserole.
i applaud yr efforts
even as i slap yr gods
with deaf words.
it's not that i'm cruel,
it's just i must die
in every letter
to end the shot rule
of the tentative abettor.
so let's go.
pet my crow
n we'll separate
the spill from the nosey
til our stride
reparates the countryside.
go on, foe fawn.
come closer n i'll
shed my minerva syndrome
onto yr quarrelsome otioser.
my kidskin'll
serve ya
bred n wonder
til u foam at the crouch.
alwz keepin it simple:
a litl rippl
seepin out
the rainfall maze
is all i need
to call my scrum seed
to sprout
some middle spittle.
ain't shit git
in my way
cuz i flit like
a ricochet
of tra la la
off the cha cha cha
a my tremolo mama.
wut belongings?
my girl's got
three thongs
for excessive night-errandry
n a recessive pair
a merle wings
(n i barely got her
cuz "where we?" is hotter)
n anything more
than that'd
render my fatuity
troubadour trite distracted.
ethnically, i'm a poplar,
but drop a doppler
on my fine fettle
of thermogenetic
subdivine
n u'll find traces
of the faces
of the unsettled
murmur club
that intermarried
over endless harried
winters with
their own outlying
watermelons
that generated
regurgitating beatifying
roustabouts,
hellions n squatters
into the fruit bat
dramaturge at the
center of my
tormenter preventer
that waylays
the trauma of
the newest
as it plays
with the clutch cat,
both em rollin thru
my geranium soul broth,
such that...

to my gratisfaction
run the gizzards of the lorelorn
(forcefed the porcupines of war porn).
n my swiss miss black son
is gayer than the frizzy canard
u were mournin born in
(yet can't stop stormin like its dentiformin).
in the set of show sets
there ain't one i wdn't finger
(O the jasmin squashes i shall sling her!).
keep yr little red core sense,
i'm here n now to let my nowhere linger
(conqueress, may i untress thy blandishing ur?).

i stik the rhyme
in the occiput
n mix it all up
n i kik the time
in the subtle butt
n trix it all up
n i lik the slime
off the funky strut
n slix it all up
til u fix yr spine
to my loco nut
n we pix it all up