In your cage there are rare wildcats
I can’t look at because they frighten me.
You say you can sell them for a lot of money.
Don’t.
…
Kissing a mirror onscreen
In a crowded room
The crooked line leads from somebody
to everybody.
It is drama waiting to happen.
…
Mr. Dry meets Miss Smiley in an operating room.
They have China together
They play and sing on television
with a ring.
Mr. Dry dies to everybody.
…
Light people believe in air.
They have less skin
That’s why.
…
You and I are on the same floor.
We are like two cigars that like each other.
You are a hairless honey and I am ego-lite.
Don’t be a sad plant.
You have a yapper to die for.
…
This adding machine doesn’t add up.
All we get are nutritious factoids.
Doctor Patience has no patience
And I have a wiggling gumline.
I don’t know whose vagina this is either.
…
Cut up your life
Other words, other worlds,
Chrome creatures.
What is a man?
…
You have an arthritic imagination
Like a bowl of dead cherries,
Or dented ping-pong balls on the floor.
You bring on a clanging attack of
Angry suction.
…
Mr. White and Mr. Beige own a golf course
They are two watches that get along
In the green streak
On easy air.
…
Every time I inhale in the sensory deprivation department
I get dry sickness and croaker facts, a real sore temperature.
…
What do women want,
Earwax ecstasies or pizza vaginas,
Or just to lay down with the pencils?
…
I am trying as hard as I cannibalistic.
Shoot me in the headache.
…
Jinxed affection opens the box.
A truck is coming filled with cries for justice.
What’s worse than finding a roach in your meat?
Tit for tat is not a solution.
…
The mask needs some sleep,
A selfie squat,
The perfect shower.
The best news pictures.
…
Mosquito viruses,
That’s how they survive
A rich death.
…
The first day of school
Turn over a new leaf.
Hammer humidity.
…
At the heart of it,
Who cares?
…
That is what they have in common,
Dads care about breastfeeding.
…
Grim news to employees
Scarier than ever before.
You have to make people believe
It is significantly less miserable
than the leadership race.
…
Weight-watcher drone looking forward
To scratching my package.
I’ m a jackhammer sprinter with an
itchy ear.
…
Gluten-free people finger factories.
Brick wall cops the wisdom of the north.
What divorced aftermath rumour?
Celebrities pose the deodorized Buddha.
…
Winner picks sleeping pick,
Masked lips, U.S. Walmart.
If you want to save money,
Tax backlash, bite Burger King.
…
The drum is so bright,
The air-conditioner is loud.
…
You don’t have to be
stranded in an unknown location
after 36 years of marriage.
For what it’s worth,
kindness is rewarded.
…
Tony is alive or dead
grinding brown hashtags.
How do these people in dry skin
wet leaves in significant silent anger?
…
The boredom factor is
the weight of what it means
getting out of bed.
Smiles collide dusty desk evacuation.
How much of this do we want to see?
…
Are Canadian universities doing
enough Chinese writing?
Local police departments ban singing
and scientists in the overcast nightmare.
What to wear?
…
Brion’s light complexion on the
Mexican border bareback riding.
…
Brad and Angie,
pretty little liars heading to Mexico
on the wrong side of the road,
The Lighter family as
curly haired cuties in blue.
…
You write your life story
when you’re young
and your hair grows fast.
…
Hidden information is not an actual cloud.
It never stops bad news.
…
A woman’s job sad in foreplay is
an air-conditioned nightmare.
…
15 fictional teachers
that’s so last week it’s a
sleep cure brain freeze.
…
Summer tweets a robot with emotions,
virulent homophobia on a frugal budget.
…
The unforgiving heat
scares the leaves.
…
I don’t know what to do
to cloud your judgement
until her rapist leaves.
…
Photos leaked the blood of survivors.
Aluminium paper death justice will be served
in repetitive nausea.
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love this stuff!
Trying out the cut-up routine invented by William S. Burroughs and Brion Gysin. The results are extraordinary sometimes. Thanks for your comment, John.