Friday, March 27, 2015

Exquisite Corpse from D.I.C.T.I.O.N.A.R.Y. Presents Wolfman Librarian Launch

And on the fifth day, all the stars decided that they would never align again

Because my butthole was so full nobody could see

The fullness surrounding the sleeping bag you chose in lieu of a nice back rub

All chamomile lotion ran out

I'm wondering; will peppermint stay?

No, her. In the back. Yes, you.

Immaculate exquisite donations

Given by divas on acid trips

Swinging from trees and giving blowjobs for Christ

It was the last time he saw his father

But the first time his father saw him

"JUST LOOK AT ME DAD! FOR ONCE IN YOUR GODDAMN LIFE!"

MAYBE THEN YOU SHALL SEE

March's summer silk and football boys

And at times all she could say were things that weren't words

Flowers on flowers atop mountains of words

But a mountain you can't fall down...

Slowly calling under covered skies of pink

And he slowly slumpt in his worn leather chair