Showing posts with label cacao. Show all posts
Showing posts with label cacao. Show all posts

12.2.21

cacao ⠻arlı kaθı


for arlı & kaθı & wılı & emlı & lızı & anı & hermı & fernı & nılı &

 

brain eats itself into other spaces

a little bit of chthonophagia

feeds the deep and deepest deeper  rouses

all sorts of undesired glossolalia

 

the diets though of worms  who unlike simians

are holy in their way and heretically

reform any vermicularians

although often quite equivocally

 

but these worms brains so deeply crave

arent of the soil that springs forth flower and pea

those simple things that in some sense save

but a ruinous fetid pisssoaked poetry

 

so all in all who would not eat itself

the brain is wormed and worms the brain itself

 

 

the cocoa chestnut merchants of jerusalem

 

the cocktails taste like gasoline

gathering the whonyms into a quiet yes

take us and cut us up in smelly bars

were all a mutant sandwich

 

pissing on a hot urqueen

i see on cuming a black burlesque

of god stripping to a thong of sars

were all a mutant sandwich

 

so vote for white or vote for clean

less is more & more is more & less is less

theres always mars  oh evercars

were all a mutant sandwich

 

lets be on billboards like abramović

were all a mutant sandwich

 

23.7.17

bum u

i am a bum. bum bum bum bum bum
bums are as necessary as mouths hands eyes livers
but you treat them differently
imagine what you’d be like without bums
you’d blow up from all that shit inside you!
           
you need to get it out and we’re your getter-outers

i’m the most productive bum on the planet
i have excellent texture and regularity
i’m so clean you could eat from me
i smell like lavender and cacao
i work from when i awake to when i sleep and even when i sleep
i don’t watch tv or drive a car or own much of anything except books and music
i’m mostly vegan
i walk and read and watch films and listen to music and walk and write and walk and walk and sit and watch and walk and write and watch and walk
(i’ve played the structures of work in the nonbum world and only bum now plays well)

you’re born into givens and say
we will fit into the givens
a common response
but if everyone did that the givens would be caves and clubs
art, science, philosophy, technology, mysticism come from bums
the uncommon from what you despise, cover up, deny, exploit, clinicize, institutionalize
the common from the uncommon
you from the common
{colonialists pretending you’re anti-!}
{supremacists wearing democratic makeup!}

i am a bum      a bumbum          a holy eye of turd

i call myself among other things … a sadoo

sadoos. bums. we’re everywhere. we’re common too