MySpace Questionnaire

From:
Viscera[e]
Date:
Sep 4, 2008 6:41 PM
Subject:
I Feel Stoop-ed

Body:

ChongDong Misfits continued in the form of a MySpace questionnaire.

Body:

Q: Kissed someone on your top friends?

The familiar smell of Vivisection.remotest affection

Q: Been arrested?

clicking small images / the hand faces moistened by its mammal bits

Q: You loved someone?

other Vacant. you, Mothers, perhaps.

Q: Held a snake?

the acid pop mother develops Radioactive Meltdown

Q: Been suspended from school?

she smears her home abdomen [fishy].

Q.Been pushed into a pool with all your clothes on?

naked dots tore away mini shit sexily under the first air.

Q: Shaved your head?

agreeably tugged away leaving porcupines….mere miniature whisperings, epidermis

Q: Played a prank on someone?

between cups of taken flesh.and hymen

Q: Had/have a gym membership?

little scar worms that masturbate

Q: Shot a gun?

shoving twigs in the purple air was sun-peeled before urethra.makes violent life patterns, variants of carved light

Q: Donated Blood?

Smile sweaty bomb in which nuclear spleen of carved lymphoid orgasm. anatomically: correct body counterfeit.fashionable glassy vaginas on crisp flesh-beast

LAST PERSON:

1.You hung out with?

correct bodies give much Red cunt,a kitchen.

2.Last person that texted you?

post singular. eyelash Ride. hylozoic. focused limbs.left Residual , a tiny face-down unfolds

3.You were in a car with?

fashionable warhead / a dilapidated membrane. armored briars on the little coax / use sucked elongated for Mutant wide ends.

4.Went to the movies with?

Mutant wide end is fixated Sigh. nano. Before cacophonic canon, says she.

6.Person you last talked on the phone with?

for pseudo-American ride-me-long-time, mother cervix (which have found their home cowboy)

7.You called?

make some bean-nighe infantasize about gunmetal flesh-beast, who lounges off shoving the through a tiny hole in WWII

8.You messaged on myspace?

their black licorice bitch-kicking Judas in the muscles naked nails.

9.You commented?

squirting of Hell.The Jesuits jaundiced eels in her abdomen sometimes

10.You spent the night with?

enamored of moistened dirt

11.You talked to?

aniliidae, she’s no place…no home and flop around in a clump of twitch.The beef?

12.You miss?

she smell a bitch agreeably in a clump of dirt

WOULD YOU RATHER:

1.Eat or drink?

she wiggling rectum whisperings at the porcupines finger puppet flesh–their spine hair

2.Be serious or be funny?

Electro-shocked angels into the blunt knob awe-struck

3.Drink whole milk or skim milk?

Why? I’m clitellum, impregnating au nature pieces

4.Die in a fire or get shot?

make bear his odorous armpits.some ciliary smell of information

5.Go to a club or go to the Beach?

the aluminum flutters = blunt enjoy / look Gershwin make-up dance, her closet Chrysanthemums look pubic

ANSWER TRUTHFULLY:

1.Sun or moon?

vomits getting quivers, bad picture--tugging eyeball gestures

2.Winter or Fall?

look as cock slip-sloppy and his tune.

3.Sunny or rainy?

some moss. Jesus glistens. hole. her Vacant. he gets thoughts do meet in sideways, puppies her cloud Vomits orange rain.

4.Black/white or color?

dripping …a Sweaty greased desert

5.Do you want to get married?

the muttered. moans over grins.hole inhabitants are mere toothless, Remote clock


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Gutland Re-Gutted

Grapyrus/New Published Works

Poetry:

Segue #7
Coconut 13

Artwork:

Admit 2 (with Jeff Crouch)

If Ever Decked Garlands be I/Your Temple*

ships_____ receive
hands I for you Trojans
I for keeping her

[else-whither]
now seized dreams
deed girl without free
bolds displeasure O
ransom, violently lambs
burnt away hot prophet
shallowed assembly
flashed furiously so

_-resounding_-sea quarrel, c-
oral
[have toiled]
now entreating dreams:
_________I for keep
I for battle
“and seized the son
of Peleus by his yellow
hair…”
__________________________

Hera: while fray I mule, golden-haired
run withal Mount Mycale
golden land, bore girl, river
O peerless among
them, milky suckling

Zeus: fair skin Nireus three to Thebes
false dreamers dream falsely

“but as yet the end is not in sight…”




*cut-up of Homer's Iliad

A New Testament as Seen in the Art of G[r]asping

excerpt from Gutland

1.

..............................spineless & sunlit
fix this once feasted-on body--animalistic
how you, for a moment,
.............seize then solidify this skin & what was once visited,
itself fittingly loose
...................................in sickening
.......................................translucence
....here’s spit around our gums--how now?
........the murder of crows, as it is made for
...like an abdomen is made for itthe Great F[e]ast
.......as it is made
for sanguineous
...................................................tongues
..........................yet
you have stopped him from sinking his Sunday bread
into your body only to find your body was not yours
to begin with, but his---
how incorporeal
& now?
...........your orgy of saints---the disillusioned sanctum
sanctorum;................... a nation of erratic confessors
........expect me not to comprehend celibacy
........expect not in me a symbol of fortitude
...............................when it comes to fucking
.....you’ve worn no priestly robes
...........................................................this morning
....no amice nor trace of such
.......................about the neck
......for me
.............................black salvation suits well----
for the swellings of our flesh expresses
.....far too much

do not expect me a child of every want
teeth gritting, eyeing everything, bitter
...........................for becoming
.......that shell of
............................................desperate search--
I disprove of want only because it means
I am trying too hard to live, yet live without impeccably well
...............................to the point of parch & salt
......no water
.......................no holy communion
......lest it be crippling, to dare. lest it be, lest it be not
.....the gnawed-at veal it tries so hard to clothe
.............................................in sheepskin
I have worn you well, my red
foulness--you seep so beautifully
.................into that violence

.......do know my legs spread
at the very thought of being skinned
completely---all completeness
.............................................................lain
..................for the flaying