IT FUCKING TALKS!!!!!!!!

I've canceled all the hubris
Made love to a thousand, million, demagogues like chapman and the kid
Spit stupid enough times to make a post-millenial hillbilly drag a lazy shotgun into the cornfields and make a fucking difference.
I'm arizona confused, ready and willing
Like the moribund generations of kids/cheese; all spelt with the ever illusive z
I fondle my way through the swamp-side vistas
Verandas decorated with the illusions of The Post-Adolescent Now
Worth their salt in certain circles, mocked in book clubs across well-meaning SUBURBS
"Them faggoty-ass-shit-swirling-semen-spewing-fart-huffing-dumbfounded-highly-enlightened-stupid-ass-cunt-codswalloping=mothers
It all gets familial now...
hopefully way weird.

I hurt like a thousand cemetaries stacke d u p 2 heaven, like, fat kids at the lonely lunch table. this is middle school. reactionary, lunch-room-sexual-deviants torment closet math nerds with a fascistic level of disciplinary action. ruthless. vital.
Like homogenized liquid culture we fill viles and apply our chemical reactions two post-post-post-humorist casualties. I remember stuff. Like when my dad told me a
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about lesbians jumping into wells,
it was kinda funny.
like cultural revoloutions,
and Maoist sexual perversions. ruthless. vital.

Saucy
Aggravating.
Spread those cheeeeeeks.
willing.
open mouth.
begging.
toastally hopeless.

Taking a fit

Some people are extravagant casualties strewn across dead seas like lost grocery lists...
...it get's real boring after this.
don't worry, hold yr breath...the whimsical pretentiousness of blind old men spitting asssbackwards channels of dumb thought are gonna trip your light fantastic. just spread yr cheeks and yell at yr mawm, because things, hopefully, will get stupid. real quick. like cancer.