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Notes on Eyelash Keys Nevertheless

Smashed ladies with the spicy breath slide into cozy booths red like the walls and ceiling like their lips  charmers of snakes and feelins and fisher kings hypnotized by sexy steak hot legs turned on by eyelash keys nevertheless in a hot pink dress interconnected cosmic stargazers, middle fingers to the whole fuckin room eyebrow raisers throughout illumined where the hexy hips danced out shadowy shifting shapes by the bonfire where quivering nostrils flared for gold mine mountain air in a luau counting clouds taking them slowly into your mouth working it without a censor...

Quivering eyebrow mountain

shadowy shapes from the fire, sexy steak

nostrils flare working spicy air cruise

Eyelash legs cosmic cloudy mouths

Without a censor  

hexy hips slide slowly into yr mouth

hot legs illumine gold mine room

charmers of snakes and feelings

working it until it blisters

Notes on Bubblegum Bridge

Blunt tweeting shroom under the bubblegum bridge,

light gears chasing charms, flavors flesh-sexy in silence as much as talking,

human verb here rubbing the racing interface, illumination radars:

blue dream, grape kush, sour diesel, say, to the mainline human humming  

In that ear globe, overwriting controls over biting taste, replacing drugs with cake 

cake with drugs fakes with original models and makes;

a company takeover floods the body with blood conjuring typewriters and telephone

panties

flood fancies

many verses fire winged wiring

Trips to memory island

Notes on My So Called Band

Hey.

My So Called Band is opening for The Fuck This at Emo's on Saturday, part of the crowdfunded Good/Evil/OD Fest of which ya heard, no doubt. Prepare for blunt tweeting, sexy humans dancing flesh, grape kush blue dreaming, slick photogenic outta sight everything serving messages, a process, a musical farce, circle drums, drama, hip hot watered down diluted jam master bait, fake street art sweethearts and romantic brand ruses. Come on, get wet. There will be bubbles. Jonesing air waves, exposure, unofficial everything.  Swaying excitedly, hypnotized body paint, red hot old hat ostriches sniffing glue (who over inhale it...like swallowing your money to save it).

Notes on The Wizard of Lozenges

"There won't be a charge but there will be a fee." - Brian S. Wah

Neandertal tongue at half past midnight, trick pricked all bridled on broken stars, stool rats and the aw shucks Sahara stocking acid rain lasers manufactured abroad by Lazarus Inc which may or may not be a front, a mirage, a casino, a fully functional bunker with two lane highways and traffic lights, the whole kitchen sync. 

Think about the words just for the hell of it the systems, a few forked tongues with misplaced ambitions, who said they shot blanks but we smell victims hooked on the broadcast mediums, swallowing sWords, spells baked by drones anchoring enterprises playing with erasers and a ton of young skin, emotional resonance

traded on the nose on the #NYSE for the wizard of lozenges

In: fighting over nothing  

in: a game no one wins

Notes on Twisted Peppermint Tweet Grass, Y'all

Twisted peppermint tweet grass

uber facts an attention revival

uber facts semper ubi sub ubi  

orizabus subaziro Fab Four ubi sub ubi umbra

as a matter of fact, y'all  

hot spells made onomatopoeias, orgasms

spread leg shapes, shadows, hot buttered lip

cinema psychic rhythms rigged naked ribs

with dips and chips, marijuana cookies, rum and soda cake,

to celebrate cigarettes and sonnets 

threw all the poetry magazines into the fireplace  

(Lit / Baked / WB Yeast)

Notes on Feels and the Effect on a Thousand Bees

Advanced Roman drones, the best of the bees this season

who speak ancient news in lecture halls

who speak food who eat bone and brain matter

bored with fancy empire jetset speak,

hooked on outdoor malls and roads riddled with sacrificial crosses,

boulevards and bowling lanes logo littered

subliminal superimposed media matter

Hiding behind colleges who taught no symbol 

Or secret language with X-ray pen

GRENDEL's thousands of mystical stamps 

each many steps ahead with its own puzzle or word game

and advice on how to bee or unbee alien verses, vampire zombie programs versus Feels

and the effect on a thousand bees.

GRENDEL the whole

world is like totally in

Love with you;

They are nothing if not rubber faint feigning

Re creation rituals renovating the words / images for reals---

MILLIONS PAY fees payable to GRENDEL SPEAKING GRENDEL

Who buy their own meals

Who option empire

overstanding overstand engineered

In Overstanoverstand 

the true coveted gateway getaway of the season 

A weeklong trip to the Original 

Before The Knews coded It 

Notes on A Girl in a Bikini in Afternoon Light

Wait she said wait while she considered the question Before it arrived Wait after all wait and you might discover, you just might find a feather pen A scroll or something brighter, a map you might decipher, you might ask, ask a way, you might admit you don't fucking know a thing, you don't know fuck all about life's questions mysteries dreams.   It's top secret,of course, but if you lean close she will whisper to you wait-lift your feather pen when I say when, go ahead and write it on my skin...

Accept No Substitutes, You

cork rock

lozenge or cork rock, tonsils or cork rock

hermetically sealed in the basalt basement  

jarred, jugged, seeded  

black gold texas teased (IT)   

hooked on phonics remembering how to read

& move the sexy body in time (and out) 

mutations unhinged doors, voice box minds

unlocked miracles at all the weddbbings  

when all the gods were busy with traffic  

& just the right amount of static

(pioneer women get the picture

fuller across a long lush river fit to feed a wasteland  

the poets have been unleashed  

& they're very very dirty & clever indeed)

Notes on Corn Has Ears And Can Float

I am looking for everyone discovering her hands and camera trying to overstand the in between  

that said they inhabit you - fossils - because you exist and blood floods the banks called boa

(and might like to swallow your entire body of land and soda)

You must feel, after all, this affordable new scene - best modern turn-on better than cash -

it's not what you might think, kitten - it's not the usual stuff and listen: it happens and you should too...everywhere the works promise fuel for the flame in the heart car nation

salvation, spiral tape loops every here where her radiates somehow once ignored, branching mingled tongue and groove to sawtooth, and groove to sawtooth to perfect circle

always looking for clues in tock shows, in the last lines of handwritten notes.

Here her pretty toenails feel more free and all the trees are dancing (!)

So don't stop sampling music cause words show off music with ease,

Embrace the american turntable on the jazz rise happy teeth

Notes on One Giant Spoon and a Billion Forks (the god of waiters)

Rusty boat might as well be a barrel

in an ocean the size of chicken soup

A bowl of

the size of

the sea with

just one giant spoon and a billion forks

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Notes on Dictionary Debris

Buy media

perhaps yr right perhaps they won't remember

Buy sell no one's listening

syllables gestures groove lines littering

dictionary debris along all the paths doorways detours

daring clues devouring keys to so many houses  

ways in ways out (balances)

a cozy arrangement in the age of words, phrases

shifts in public taste and tolerance for overexposed faces

camouflaged imposter gods

sanities and crazies

beetlestilskin rumple juice is legion

and how art the duck and babies?

Notes on Since the Fakes in Audio Postcard

Upon washing alfalfa's brain call the bored museum

Each silhouette in the Beads of Sweat installation you should carefully count

Onward, sense the negative space amongst the ritual objects  

Sense the space the positive parts the exorbitant costs

Truckloads of art heading to castle gates

Sense the fakes the posing potion's high

In audio postcard: camera is America without the eye

 -- dr o'dear

Notes on Superobeyonce

oh no, b

another wannabe obi wan kenobe, kemosabe

ya heard right

left eye blind right eyed grape

hit the gas at the hot green light

ageless obscene obeyonce  

hot.to.trot. where the roads cross in the 

wilderness son, easy bodied beast vipers;

all I can smell is play money

half smoked cigarettes  

super obeyonce  

a must have add-on app, limited hangout players 

marketing brand new bottled fragrances, old favorites, new roots

top ten blondes

in leftover collage: looted paradise,

wolves in sheep satires

new beats, nude leaks exhausted disguises

Notes on Earth Eye & the Reign Drifter

Dig in data mine meta data

get to know everybody better

because answer answer always  

Sho nuff  

the pangs participate  

and issue feedback to the drones

snoozing through alarms

its very touchy but phenomenally cost effective

pimping millions of dummies

Notes on Flo Going With

This tastes really good, no matter the weather, resistance or flow going with

mysterious mastermind's metaphors practiced in space everywhere,

in scents wafting through places where poetry plays dirty and like I done said:

tastes good, especially compared to processed pop star foods,

iambic pentagram masters ping pong pulsing dynastic broods

bearing very good news all the while being smooth.

it's art everlasting inclined outside time

you can count on it and it's awfully funny and well written

if you've upgraded your eyesight and can listen

yule be rolling in the aisles, positively smitten,

gorgeous spread eagle grinning ear to ear posing for pinhole nudes with money making

kittens