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moon vixen 4

Date Written: November 11, 2017
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I will lie for my city,

I will cry for dead cities

and townsmen are eaten by

lamplit seizing old sky

o-

 

a neon baby breaks us as

cold grey fathers feel dust

covering cold grey lusts, and

pealing pussy feeds sexsand

o

 

i will lie for my city.

I will cry for hot death’s hands

and foaming faces expand

city crossed

mindkissing sexy soft

cars

huhh

 

as graveyards suck gloss then

bodies drive hard

deadening demonic women

and men and child are rent

oo

ssss

END

 

*

I do not know what to do

with you and your baby blue

because i do not know you, and sex seems screwed

and God roams sex as cold moves

rend sexsmoothed

eyes-

 

o    my bed drops

o    my sex stops- i

 do not know what to do

with you and your sea of screws

because god is dead,

and angels feel winged screwed blinded bruised

heroes

o

a tree in a field will fall,

a sea in field with drink crawled

sexmoney

and, oo, ghosts grasp gold as haunting halls

end

.                       ssss

             A city by a river feeds boats to balled

sailed minds

and i do not know what to do with

me and you

and my God grabs gold

Eh

 

*

forcing men befriend

old men

o   a sea on a sail sails for

cold men

ahh

 

when once rats rot away

then warring men betray

all women

uhh

 

forcing men suck graves,

formless sin sucks slain

slaves

and two horses ride for

naves,

and a church prays for

babies

ooo

 

ssssss

                        My mind has melted,

                        My head has ended

Lo

 

THE END?!

 

 

*OO

And i know about the life you lead

and i realise that you and life weep

oo

 

when once horses ride. then sleep

will ride me and sleep

rides lah

 

as ponies fall, then races rend sleep

and i am your lover's

hand

uh-.

 

my mad mind hears sex rend rivers,

my bad brain hears sex end lovers

and i am led to fathers

and, o, where once a sea of mothers

feeds lovers then

bad forests will feed death to women

oo

ssss

            A Goddess guides a man inside

her

and love lies bleeding for

hearts and lies

upend

babies.

 

 

 

*

I will pack you up

i will hack you up    oo

a sea of sluts sucks us  oo

i will pack you up

i will reach a sea of cuts

ah

sss

 

when once babies bawl then cold moves will

find sex kissing

hissing fagbutts

and men and maggots fish for smoking thrills

oo                    Uhh.

 

i will pack you in my bag

i shall pack you inside crags

and mountains fall into rivers as sex crags

topple

and sluttish sonnies end

and british bunnies break men

oo

ssssss

            THE END

 

*

Absolute lies lead life to knives

on    a sea of spies succour scythed

heartstrings

and absolute lives lead sex to slides

and visions love heartstrings

ah

                        a romantic sailor sails for skies

and my loving leaping father

ends ends ends

                                    o

            My head swirls like pearls

            My bed sings like birds

and my ghost is alive inside bust pearls

                        ssss

Absolute lies lead lie to kissing girls,

Absolute jive leads sex to pissing girls

and i am world inside a string of pearls

.ss

A silly sunrisen summer dies

and my river drowns my dead side

END

 

*

whilst married to the moon last monday, i heard history

weeping

o   when once the moon divorced me, then i heard sleep

weeping

ahh

 

my darkening dream drags lakes,

my darkening scream drags rapes

and, o, when i was married to apes then a lunar sleep

fills me up up up

 

OO..

            A Russian radical screams for Marx

            A Prussian tabernacle earts sharp

revolt

and when once i married a mind then dead wheat

tried to sing for sexmeat

but a sea of angels floats inside a sea of sweet

fanny

                                    I am a naughty boy because i played with sextoys

and naked ribbons tie my hair

and naked gibbons ingite flared

suckling pigpushing sty-sucking sex heirs

                                                And Love's end seems near

,.

sssss

 

*

o, you and me and our favourite smoker

what will we do when once sex chokers

choke us

 

o, when once a smoked moon melts, then smokey actors

smoke false dust

and men and you and me will feed puffs to lovers

and weeping sleep will feed snuffs to chopping brothers

sss

uhh

.,..

            As hot trees fall, then cold grey apples

fall fall fall

adown adown

and me and you are smoked in town as apples

fail

                        oo

huhahh

                        Mindmen think of chapels

                                    Madfolks feel for chisels

END    

 

*

i realise now that love was mad

o-  i see inside you as sex goes bad

and birds flee for death

and players flee for deaf

sex

ah-

                        when once sin succours ashen dads

then waxen women give mum to cads

and i realise now that love is sad

and i see inside us as cold lovelorn dads

delve wives

o

when once whores lose funds then

sexworkers will earn gifts from plain men and

Gods grasp sexgassed

                        Blown up pealing sexslammed

heroines

                                    ssssssss

            Nightlong ladies lead loss to a lamplight

and scarecrow roads steal sex from midnight's

neon lover

                                                My heart is smothered

END

 

*

Bad balloons go thin

o–  a sea of balloons drown spind

bursted skins

ah

 

as bad babies break, then cold sin

spirals spirals

where old air shakes for old spind

sex rivals

ah

 

i am bled to bits,

i am fed to cliffs

and bruising bairns fall from kissed

stoney stoned fists

oo

sssss

            My head breaks

            My sex fakes

onan, and eyes lead loss to lakes

and tides drink sex as sailed lakes

feed farms to sweated sex apes

`                                   oo

uhh

            Bad balloons go thin as snakes

O-

 

*

i will sail the sun

i will sail for sunned stars

o-   my river runs for you

o-   my lover runs for Mars

and i will sail the stars

ah

 

when once a meadow cures

crushing cars, then

impure lovers will drive men

inside crashing demure

lovers  

                        la

 

good boys are intune

God's boys hear tunes

sing for a sea of scarred

sapphires

                        And i ride to sleep as dreaming sex stirs

hot mindless curved

raped churches

and men and girls kiss bedsits as organs purr

O

     I will sail the sun

            I will rave for gunned

romanticising seamen

Lo-

 

*

o-  hot eyes will always open

sexblinded lovers

o- hot eyes will always open

sexblinded fathers

ahh

 

when once pearls fall then

goddess will suck women

and, o, as closed sin slides

sexward

then starry saviours size men and riven

cuntcures

o

 

lithe heads end,

live dregs rend

vaginal screwers

and i am led to a sea of skewers

o-

                        My world is wedded to

                                    woollen nudes

                        My word is wedded to

                                    ashen screws

and i am dead as Love

Ohm

 

*

this is the good day when i shall

dare to love you

o    this is the good day when i shall

dare to feel you

and God has you when once hell

falls from heaven's holy hot bell

ahh

 

these days eyes will bleed in hell

these days, eyes will sleep in hell

and this is the day when i will sell

romance to slaughter

and men and folk feed sex to

glittering goddesses, and daughters

ignite the incending bright bruised

sea of swarming midnight

oo.

            My mind thinks of screws

            God's mind saves beshrewed

Heaven

and death is Heavensent

and God is fed to raping sexspent

vaginal sexscents

and i make sense for bints as rent

pays for blown sexsent

Aldebarren sexdrink

                        O

 

*

as i hear you close my door, o-

i hear you knocking in the raw

and, laden, fast ladies break the Law

oo

 

as i hear you close my door, o-

then menfolk slide inside a warred

river

 

and citymen sing neon ditties and

i hear you shut my door as hands

land sexfish

oo

ssss

            When once lips move then spoken claws

cut my cheeks

and faceless men from Mars carve a seashore

and fingers drown inside

fondling sexlies, and God gives head to brides

o

uhh

sssss

i am a shooting monkey and i smoke money

END

 

*

and while darling love lies bleeding, then

mindfolk listen to sexy darjeeling

oo

 

as darling lovers lie bleeding, then men

rend a sexy mind

and my dolly dreams for spines as sin

spins like wide wine

ahh.

 

my daring drowning darling drags sin for

smashed skies and sexcarved

crossed cars

                                    oo

                        My head swells for war,

                        My bed swells for claws

and feline febrile women feel for scored

bended knees

and knees crash as sexy summer sleaze

rends men and bees

.                                   ahahh

My sexy sweltering helterskelter, hear need

end end

alltered by dead Men

            Eh

 

*

shutdown in May,

me and men will dream of day

and, o, a pole of sex hears graves

swim

 

and, laid, a sea in a grave

greets fire with cold dead slaves

and men in a killing mind lay

leotarded female sexrazed

spind sin

and i am fed to a sea of limbs

oo

sssss.

            My sex is soiling skins

            My death is riding dim

dollymen

and dollymen dream of binned

touchyfeely fattening rimmed

truckling candle trimmed cunt

                        And i am led to spunked

penile livers

                        ..

shutdown in May,

me and golden glory grasp a gloryholed

vaginal sealayered

eyes and labia

                                    ooo

                                    

 

*

i must see the sky because

you shine from the sky, and i am lost in

old sunny loss

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