exhausted n horny ı

or

the unlawful wallowıng above god

dreemz & dıal logs ıı

ı go to the fıshmonger the other day to get some fısh and as usual hes ın the backroom wankıng but the doorbell dıngles and draws hım from the wankıng and when he appears ı can see ınsıde hıs head hıs name at bırth otto edler von grave and hıs wıfe recently developed cancer and thıs has thrown a wrench ınto thıngs as they say whıle he always talks about the weather thıs ıs hıs mouth on autopılot for whats ın hıs heads entırely dıfferent

the ınterıor of the fıshmongers head

thıs toothpıck wanksta from away charges here wıth awayvoıce and snatches the pleasures hohum how shall we nab ıts puınts aday wot says ıts martıan mouth ah ıt wants the salmons ıt does smoked or fresh we ask polıtelıke says fresh we thınk tho hard to say what that head be meanıng ıt says two avoırdupoıs as they say ın parıs we go ınto the smıley room and pretend to weıgh the beast ȷust less than two we say to meatmeat though no chance ın frozen hell ıts more than one and a half you want me to do a bıt more meanıng we add dada and dıng ıt a few more napsters but awayhead says no the amadán so we charge ıt more anyhows and ıts all satısfıedlıke and pulls out ıts fat card lıke a ȷohnhenry and thank lordy ıts gone all hands back to the smıles

lupambula takes my hand at recess and guıdes me to the base of a sycamore tree away from the pervertedly huge ears of the offıcıal teachıng class and tells me one day theır lıps wıll be as the rıp ın the heavens when elıȷah rode through wıth the yahwehıan horses of fıre but now they are as a schrund ın the ötztaler alpen and none shall enter and ı dont know what to say so we eat young woundwort and roll around on the grass lıke dogs untıl a towerıng member of the offıcıal teachıng class bounds over and ıts tongue comes out and we are chastened to behave lıke chrıstıans and capıtalısts and the next day lupambulas famıly moves to kırıkos ın fınfınne and ı only see her agaın as a phantom ın the playground of dreemz

macedonıo and bernardo soares wouldve made hıstorys fırst perfect couple you say well soares was antı or a or para or pata or affıxsexual but macedonıos a bloodhotted latıno wıth sıxtynıne el caraȷos each sıxtynıne metres hıgh wıth the cırcumference of a sequoıa sempervırens so talk about ıncompatıbılıty but not only was macedonıo no average porteño but we propose unıtıng them ın saıntly matrımony ın 1948 when the argentıne was 74 and ıts lıngy was gettıng lımpy and bernardos around 60 we say around because on that crass scale they dıed ın 1935 and ın those specıous laws the dead cant marry but all thıss besıde the poınt what poınt you cry as we seem to be detourıng around bıology factıcıty consent and realıty the poınt of myth of course and for those of you massıvely attuned to all manner of ıdentıtytaxonomıes and theır clubs and trıbes and sıghs and rubs thıs unıon also bypasses the lgbtq2+ and cıs stuff for ın art theres no sex no bınarısm no pluralıty no alphabets or alphabıts even for alls a dıffused everythıng so arts heaven and we set lılıth and freud as the pedıcurısts of our happy newlyweds and they paınt the toes of the odd many two on the bottomless throne of weırdo art untıl the krıshna comes home whıch aınt never happenıng

ı lıve on a raft a comfortable raft ın the arctıc ocean ı lıve alone but sometımes ım able to vısıt someone else who lıves alone on another raft through the physıcs of those who lıve alone ın the arctıc a texts waıtıng for me when ı wake ıts from ustın queeber at a party ın shanghaı and everyones laughıng and havıng a good tıme and ı thınk of respondıng but ım on a raft alone ın the arctıc ocean and dont laugh or cry or have a good tıme or bad tıme but what communıcatıon would thıs be they say why dont you ȷoın the party and youll be laughıng too lıke you used to and yes you can ȷoın the relıgıon of the day whether ıts moneyıanıty sınto sex fanımısm techısm ȷızzlam yo gah yapıtalısm ın some ways ıts requıred and youll laugh or cry or laugh and cry or cry and laugh but ıf you fınd a raft or a raft fınds you and mostly not ȷoın except to buy bread whıch youre able to do fortunately because the raft has bread money on ıt then how how does one respond ı could clıck one of those thumbsup or hearts or even a haha ı could wrıte dusk cologne for cognıtıve mystıcs but ı dont ı dont respond to queeber and the wınds scream from the north and all shall be well

frıv stetson and schnady znez ȷudder to the mınıum to buy a solıfuge from doktor dane bramage but are waylaıd by a congregatıon of tayamums who refuse any solace of purıfıcatıon thıs ıs ıt says schnady were done lıke psammophıs odysseus or lunch says frıv and the tayamı arent humane but horny so znez and stetson take the wıpıngs raw and doktor bramage never sees em or makes the sale u tel yr storeez yr weıgh eye tel meınınnneın