I. #SLIPNONAUGHTIC


Godhead knows of twenty tongues on her lungs_ the cancers of style_ Godhead of industrial smack addiction_ Her ghostwhores crawling the wireless systems through the vascular balls of Godhead on manhead on face on masked bellyboy bloated with the name Earthworm James_ sun of a gunhead; Godhead knows one thing and one thing only and that one thing is losing control and fucking stenchridden cameltoe tipping genuflecton over isles on rows on frozen deserts of prayers sent for gun violence victims given to the monstrous mouth in the sky the mountains all fanaged domestic terrorism in the melting desert of heaving birthgivers humping corrupted files all scattered over the whole fucking place splattering shiteating serial killer grins stretching infinite wallpaper_ here are the twenty tongue shaped fingers on your heart; they will knot together creating a forest of hard drives diseasing farmfactory economies of inter-marital beastiality from yesterdays capitalcore morning news program interrupted when the specialist rang bling bling and no answer oh Godhead of ghostdrive dorian twilight oh wrought and clotting burgerbrain of cowhead masking manhead_ oh Godhead the fear in you when the sign language of tongues kiss your arteries with post appointment pangs of bongbreath_

As above so below spambots shave off the incess laborwrist in a screwdrift breeze kinda way_ sad as hell #slipnonaught adjective: #slipnonaughtic I woke up from a heatdeath speedcore ravedream shaving a transhumanists tadprick in a pond of liquified ketamine _ fuck scratch that: I woke up from a redshift psychotrance spit orgy with chodesick chickyslick tadpoling my ass sundried unshapely ho flogging my mouth clockwise with octocock dildo riddled by buttercysts on breast implants which migrating the form like doggy syphon on the intestinal nose got so flustered I nearly killed the bitch I woke up at a work function some holiday biz death struck to the sterile smell of yellowing waspjam mountains protruding human-shaped snowmen of clerical stature fistbumping to edm hellscape headbanging the office_ whored by the gluey life sized sperm pool frozen whirlpool in toilet would much rather not let it get to girlpool since we know how barbequed pores bubble when buttocks is severed 50/50 to muscular dystro and fickle the truckdriven madness of jerk pissing in the filing cabinet_ stalking the shelves and bodies of celestial mythmatter in sidewinding slim figure influxes of corrugation on the outfested mall cops stoners offsite in hallways of foriegn e-stores or e-commerce or whatever the flying fucksore you wanna bandaid under glorified angelic symptom_ so this fucking lawyer (also captured by drool cam) he’s dickdeep into his seventeenth datefuck project groaning the pyarmind exwife scheme rotting mascot conundrum distant from any civil site the pig tugboat poot poot dramatizing the endtime drivethru ritualized piss on your loved ones glug glug get it while it’s not on the tug tug or just fucking buy it oneline the electronic octocock tuning the orifical instrument he hasn’t even punished his asshole yet so dark and so massive at 5 oclock the weedman is scheduled to sit with you and watch television for exactly thirty minutes but little do you know they are hiring a yuck yuck candidate to disassemble cigaretteportal to turn on you_

Cluckcluckcluck screams the scatological fetishporno the cluck is more like a click when the vocal processing is calibrated _we need to fix that_ just imagine the voice of Chuck the Duck whispersing into your eye_ sorta on the tip or somehow at a janitorial distance; I think we should go with Chuckee Milkdew on the other foot_ he’s a pure puppet of nox drinking over no sleep and fifteen weeks he is a drier flat soprano on some anti notion or rumor of his scrotal removal changed dilation of standard vintage FX vocal sex or like a vibrating wet wound of sound sleeping beneath the hill over metaphorical towers of dated draconian slideshows dribbling on the inbox _all over it (you managed to fuck it riflewise man) he’s on no schedule really he just does it in whenever the hell he sees fit or unfit or underwear is dirty and he washes you in the fuzzbox spidertrap_ lapping he is here_ acidic priestpussy fucked by a chainsaw the forklift impaling worker cooking a shishkebabbed driver against exoskeletal flesh the inside outside protocol plumbing on Bagdadian oil seas bullycock sploosh splooshy frothing depression the ecstasy silo drydirting 12 percent of his dehydrated testosterone channeled through scoliosis cranenecked beardlength dro-smoker and hippiesick kult kushconsumers open a church in the driveway maze chugging transnational corpus: fatty indigo native of the liquid under toenail cacti crust of milkshaking booty bang bang_ gynocolo hygenicist by day and by night operator of houseflown dinky medical drones capturing dickpics in still life projecting numerals into sick futures of Ceizure Gandolph attesting for divorcee on the thinnest pools of logic_ Underneath it all: Sexworker dustbunny sores so fuzzy undercouch : overcouch hangs extremely valuable horn of demonic rhino on Google flap screened dixie: plummer pinkguzzle on gumrotten draino-drunk gimp or gorebait and go-go gladiator passionfruit adpiles bordering vicious ghostgimp video adpiles of skinboot alligator wearing swagalicious sitcom celebrities cast as shooters opencarrying the Texan mile long winter kilometre stretched slim and shady like insect intestine stretched the fuck out and spilling of gruel shit winterclock or somewhere underneath the hour_