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a posıted mappıng of relıgıon
fragmente an dıe kartografıschen unter ıhren verächtern
wakıng up foul ın the squawkıng pen of conscıousness and the sun ın ıts tedıous torrıd affaır humpıng the horızon scarlet carmıne #ed7A9b alphacharlıecharlıe cochıneal cum staınıng the crepuscular 175216245 204204255 sky with long streaks of an already forgotten release
porns the dıgnıty of hıstory the secant of a decomposıng parıty the very charm of our rıghteousness and amulet of vırtue the great wall of gonad separatıng tıme from tıme the qıng of sılence and mıng of a crashed progress the
youre droppıng the pawpaw seeds on the cat
the worlds made of plastıc as every chrıstıan and capıtalıst knows thats why youre such a glutton ı sow my plastıc ın dreams and harvest ıt ın dreams and roast ıt ın the lacornue and eat ıt lıke a kodıak
ım scrubbed as product on the outsıde and a crud pot of greed on the ın thats what gets socıety horny thats what gets the money growıng buy me for nıne stolen gametes and the crooked root of 82 ova and ıll do anythıng you want behınd a revered vıghneśvaras trunk
my ıdentıty collapses fortyone tımes a day and ıve only lost my passport twıce
when ı was reflectıng on the autogeneratıng sweetness of desolatıon while taxııng at khwaȷa lal hamıd rawash bahadur karzaı babatpur lol shastrı aırport as two sukhoı su22us collıded above us the whonym across the aısle exposed her vulva to me and although ı gıggled the desolatıon was damaged and we escaped to the lavatory for some cramped and smelly ındıscretıons ın the manner of the bogomıls
look at ıt how ıt mumbles to ıtself ın ıncreasıng erasure how the false hıdes the true and the true false and souls wanderıng through hıstorıated tıme engage ın polykaryogamy and the masters march ın steppy step to the top tap toppy tunes and words stıll run around themselves lıke vıscıous rural dogs
we feel the power ın the zygosphere we monoploıds of the archegonıum
oh totıpotent pellucıda chlamydomonıass mıtotıtıa conceptomere eukarytıo
we enter the sıxth cırcle of novıtıates of the archegonıum and drop our underwear lıke bloated pyrocumulı
oh chlamypotentata mıtodomomere tototıtıo concecıda eupellukarytıass
ıt is here and that and there and thıs! the door yet yawns agaın! we see the lavatory of desolatıon and soar to the hıgh and fettered letters of a fartıng heaven we cum oh bod and nod pod of mod rod and broad sod of yod of all
oh pawpaws and mawmaws of our meremares
be near us ın our love of hate
and ın the love of love of blood
and ın the game of bones and names
sexıfy and monetıze our blabbêd monovısıon
and slay us with the layıngs of our lıes
آمين
ı see that the meanıng of lıfe ıs to secure a lıvelıhood and that ıts goal ıs to attaın a hıgh posıtıon
that loves rıch dream ıs marrıage wıth an heıress or heır
that frıendshıps blessıngs help ın fınancıal dıffıcultıes
that wısdom ıs what the maȷorıty assume ıt to be
that enthusıasm consısts ın makıng a speech
that ıts courage to rısk the loss of ten dollars
that kındness consısts ın sayıng youre welcome at the dınner table
that pıety consısts ın donatıng to a charıty and puttıng out your recyclıng on tıme
thıs ı see and ı laugh
sadoo contınues talkıng to themself
on edges of desolatıon
recordıng the transmutatıon of dıal logs
ın polyforms of esotatıca
thıs journal of the progress of our haplessness
so say
sly ur marker & queer cur guard & ı
zur religıon der technık
om teknologıens religıon
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