#214 - expressionism (abstract chapter)

3.viii.20

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expressionism (abstract chapter)

as funded by your conqueror

for empire, king and God

 

some say meaning is wherever we go

but you know that can’t be right

 

it’s as in my freedom of navigation

aye aye, well salted

takes me back how I got here

sailed seas of legitimate grievance

unstoppered the sirens’ song

(did they wax?)

heard harpies too

so knew

 

capital is kingly

kingly is as God must do

and now and then will smite

Creation!

 

how white and shining was when pleasured

here slide down up this pole

and lovely silver yours

how have you come to be of this transaction?

indelicate to ask

but it’s my privilege thank me

 

I was a credit card on legs

and lovely wheels

in flight

all everywhere went

I was one of the million in heaven

and on your knees for the fantasy

class of business mile high

at any given time

I know you’ll agree

those were the days

 

as the patriarch’s beard is what colour long?

 

hail me, I’m your emperor

peel me just a little grape too

I know it’s what you want to do

 

read this

here let me help

you’ll love my self-reflective adventures

and check your hair, eyes, etc

all this by my light in the mirror

no one else will mind

lovely skin

be mine

and all the rest is song

 

caucacity - may I just borrow?

have everything else after all

a genius thing

everyone gets it

 

hail!

all my bliss was yours

and won’t it be

just look at this little fellow

perky up and hungry again

can’t blame him

 

your pain casts no shadows here

it’s only a season, hell

 

that surge you must feel now is power

you could light a cigarette off

facts!

viscerality! (driven to abstraction

left there to find a way home

naked, this was hazing)

 

a really truly place

cinematic so

can you feel it?

wear a mask in the bath

loosen lips around this

 

now which voice was it we couldn’t hear?

imagine it could not have been mine

else otherwise

cause loud and clear

this aye aye captain

there is the old irony excuse

leads to a drone strike

 

it’s everyone’s harem fantasy

a truly cosmopolitan place

even the sultan must enter in drag

for a blindfold chase

be mine

glow with

just about here

grab pussy

it wasn’t before

but it’s presidential now

 

you can straw dog

with the same brush tar

but you won’t keep a bad boy down

simply sue them

they will disappear

 

yr sleeping in mine again

so we go down in a winter of tribe

I will call religion freedom

 

here I am and again

cause you can’t see me

 

it is a mission of course

large daub and drunkenly excuse it

cover my tracks well of course

then no one will see where I mean

 

I make it a rule of thumb

and cast light

everywhere we go