tacky lingerie wig
i wore to repair diesel's
broken horml
tucked away
inside its past
of the cathedral
same stoddy und culn
the history of boogerfoot
and the witch
she would dangle a wolverine
over its humanoid goat's face
and entice it to scratch
poor boogerfoot's eyes
if you could see the glass
machinery attached to our breasts
millions of boogerfeet long
somewhere in the sun
some such much as action said
'my buddy' or toad this livery
to hog / or brackisk king logs glow
by an oily residue between c and t
to connect them
if it were a very hard cheeze
the witch was sculpted from
and dangling even a blue cheese wolverine
over the yellowish beards now flowing
into mayhem such a quiet neighborhood
old flies younging into backgammon over playboy
the english channel "murther"
we downed and then she power vomitted our personal
story
you are goat gabrito hirohito in private skulls ipod romance po
ROMA = PASTA-POMA
we wrote this absurd novel in dry macaroni glued together
then built a macaroni brain box
put in an old naked witch, some goats
and prayed to the eve of boogerfoot:
Please Holy Boogerfoot of High Zineon Mountain,
Show us the image once again of the fiery tentacle-haired
wolf-people solar 69'ers, the solar porno-sculpture
so that we can illuminate our soap dishes, our
beef tank diramas where
images play in the skins of the witch who takes
a sawzall to the giant ear of the demon
while we play jumprope with our braided chin feces
in the holy name roots of booger foot
Omen
[P]OEM
is the stuff that comes with your machine
and which is usually best
syrup hats of the old west
beef-jerky armor with hickory smoke-knight
riding a saguarocactus whaleshark
in ocean's
Princess Visionary Photography Smell
Booger foot casting counch p-layer
open envelopes for Dried Ganglion Iguanas
in wheelchair pantyhose.
