As Sirius appears at 45 degrees, 
in the sky above the Evergreen.

The Piper will be ready to arrive at the gates of dawn, 
a band of witches has already gathered around a strange brew.

A Daring surfer rides through a valley of twisting tornadoes and waterspouts in the dark.

A Matador teases toothless lions and tigers through to an underground tube.

An iron bird roars above the Coliseum in Rome while students watch and cheer as Politicians are fed to alligators and toads.

A classic mock sea battles rage in the streets brimmed with torrents of blood and urine.

Black clouds with balls of lightning hover over cities and towns display monstrously spectacular sky shows. 

Vibrations send the shaky, lazy towers to topple.

There is a country where it’s people get dressed up to go to sleep and meet up in their dreams and have sex with their sheep.

A mutated monkey and a dog inherit a city and make slaves of men. The Pigs are aptly appointed as policemen.

Unwanted and sick humans are left to wander aimlessly into a streets mined with manholes, 
while hungry Baby-faced tarantulas hide patiently in the sewers to devour them whole.

Charioteers and dead horses from King Ptolemy’s army are washed up on a Californian beach, 3,000 years after the Red Sea crossing.

Down the street in an old Victorian home, a doll house is haunted by the souls of dead children from third world countries.

Across the other side of the world near Iceland, a hydra beast with hybrid faces lurks beneath the ocean floor ready to resurface.

A beautiful nest of angels are gathered under my window sill only to be destroyed by a swarm of angry killer bees from poor African nations.


Well meanwhile, back to the consciousness ranch,

tossing and turning,

I used it, it sounds good with my stomach churning.

My breasts, my buttocks, my crotch wet with sweat.

Its dog day’s night,

I can’t sleep

I can’t eat

It’s too hot

in this fucking heat!

I’m seriously delirious,

hallucinating and dejuvenating.

Masturbate to service my ego,

pass the time, and watch the clock.

Apply the pleasure, and diminish the pain.

It’s my resistance to existence.

My life is so inconsistent!

I blew the fuse of reason long ago;

the fuse to confuse is the reason to self-abuse.

I’m addicted to my affliction,

and loving my conviction.

Getting sleepy, no more pee pee. 

So Good night, dog day night.




Joined October 2010

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If you can’t stand the heat, get out of the kitchen.

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