Monday, May 8, 2017

Love ya is a trivial jovial juggler

Bravest are those who don't flinch

At the sharpest cut to their jugular veins

No reins -- just mane -- Cowboys always cantering around their dames

I am not a desester -- I am going back to the cold mountain

weather vane -- big game

Nevada desert -- That sniper? trigger–happy gung ho Genghis Khan is lame

Snob stub Left him for dead Nope

Stomp aplomb Napalm NO

Phantom pain ya oh

Pen? Oh rodets gnawed the rest

o forenights shrieks shame bait for boar wild huh o tsk tsk

chained? o drenched in slush and mud o writhing

parched o screming like whimpers of

pangs of hunger o

Nails ya not growing again -- myth for corpses maybe ya

Not cigar cutter ya? Why?

ya ya war crimes then what

Tribunal -- now --

tonsured -- tongue -- what pliers?

branding iron? o pow number haa

but why so many place

cat belching throwing up yuck yuck

liar no o but what for

o soup telling

but how so many cats coming

o half-dead rat putting

putrefying dead meat o

same ditch o

gangrene no amputate ya othewise whole thing no

me no field marshal

no killing fields

atrocities happening

go check first hand information getting

no pow telling missing in action list name putting

next time bringing food medicine ok

no no no water medic checking first

14th coming

no fear

only fearful thoughts

ya night o some creatures like vampire bats coming o

I dunno -- they put hide and seek blinkers on my eyes

shoe smith needle eyes gorging out o

no cry no wail geneva genitals o

castration o not waxed threads method o

kersone burner to stop would bleeding o

Nazi Concentraion camp picnic ya o

why hey flush acid mouth putting how many liters

To Be Continued:  

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