My brain's silent stenographer and the lead in his pencil. MINDLESS FILLER

HELL LOW, SAY LOR
said the grizzled whore who was my aunt. SAY UNCLE,
im sure she was a piece of ass in her day which couldn't have been any day LAST WEAK.

MY FATHERS BROTHER HAD A mCgRUFF DEMEANOR
AND WHEN HE COPPED
HE WOOD END SHAYRE
he bumped his head straight nightly.

I don't know what any of that means. I've been writing things in my sleeps lately. Not a sonambulant scribe mind you, just writing things in my dreams and remembering them verbatim when i wake up.

I had a three some with an 8th grade girlfriend and the girl who stamped reject on my V card. It was a good dream, but then I fell asleep.

Animadvert

Sip fifths and skip forth
slipped discs in discourse

I missed this
by choice
A faulty foundation
shoddy construction from the
Onset to Tesno

A Balcony at an INdian WEdding
drops revelers
faster than
a fixer drops a twist
and it breaks faster than my lines
in a trailer

A Moment of bliss and a WElcome INterruption
gathering clots
like groupies seek
autographs

I'll sign my name and say
there is something left.

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