i'm just gonna be doin it!

milk gut chaos glitches garys we got a gutted cheese video playing on our stereo sponge bells door dying dotted dairy of the aching end of elemental grams surface level circles in her hands how to dance, and how to leave a lot away inactively on the snow shields dollar dating the towers, on the hour of the real cricket mother with every moment a new meal that you must now listen to, then kiss the planet of the feel toward fame gary totally depleted me the space ticks told michael to be still all of melissa's angels soon congealed every year was far too close as i sat on flower benches their saucers flew overhead i disappeared, long thought dead the taste of his skin fresh in my mind the space ticks told me not to worry i politely declined and screamed we found out gender was a planet and that all its denizens were tigers we flew in their skies together and crawled into their skin gargling garbage fluid as the sun wilts

best and the worst, which i- -gonna let the research rate okay

i love gary (i love gary!) ary gave me these pearls glimmering pathetically around my neck gary and michael were together i found out in the letter he sent me aboard the spacecraft yellow turtles danced i saw melissa for the final time she noticed the pearls around my neck and we got into a fight i told her it was nothing but she knew that it was something she was always the smart one she knew her fields of flower werent all that could fall in the green baby tractor beams i'll wait here with the letters he sent i'll have you read them in contusion i'll wait here, with longer hair and with tiger touch, we'll bounce outside with orange balls on our heads and their cyber tracking everywhere we go the subtle sunlight in her whispers chafing characters on the page chasing the saucers into andromeda your teeth chip looking for someone to blame all the same, the space ticks watched us drown in our melodrama and jerked the milk into our mouths

i sucked her dick in the sink it was much harder than you'd think cadet quadrant tints mental dusk clock withdrawn, finch at fuss without glasses or order slack metal chair wheel bone attack observing steel and shock mop snap smog incision with snot withdrawn favor toxic trails into tears at dawn distance dropping garlic knots condemning chimneys chocolate dots tree thought with cement so super stale with windows and scarves synapse spawn breaker with swiss erasers, sock invader buzz the machine, activate the swell watch the well whale watch the whale shake quivering with vague eggs the machine sells fire and distress four teal sharks just drift fantasies off the locations of dumb drinks we'll win waste and beep inhalations inhalations of chance but don't call yourself that beaver blasting dice dance dirt fuck filth felt right redistributed the tail of the whale whines the waters right out of you hold in your eggs abnormal shape we'll see you later turn off the machine it'll squish you

ooh! therefore they like to... be more in contact with reality

"oh god!" (oh god!) the hitchhiker quivered as i entered his tight, warm hole i sighed a breathe of relief when- i can't do this shit, i can't wait i guess the concept's interesting... (uh huh!) in the back of his... uhhh (my) volkswagen (my volkswagen) uhhhh truck... i thrusted into inside of him and it felt damn good to be doin it too i thought of the smell of gasoline and my father's switchblade when i uhhh pulled his hair and ummm and- and i said "what's your name boy" and he- and he said (deli) "deli..." and he (deli) gave me his business card (he didn't have a business card) except no he didn't have a business card and i said "where are you trine to go to boy" and he said "i live in just south north dakota right up east and i (i live in south north dakota right up east) i wanna see my girlfriend (i wanna see my girlfriend)" and i said "does your your girlfriend know you're a faggggg" and he was like- i mean he said- "no (no) i mean i don't think i am one (i mean i don't think i am one)... if it's just for the ride (it's just for the ride)" and i said "heh! we'll see about that" i lit my cigarette and leaned over still inside of him and came uhh unentertained (he was bored) and then i leaned over and pet my dog butch butch was a golden retriever, he was about 80 pounds and 10 years old (probably less) actually he was probably less than 80 pounds but (yeah thats a lot) i like to say that because thats how much my truck can carry i pulled out of the boy with a somber look on my bearded face i looked into my rear view mirror and scratched one of my cheeks i still had a scab from the morning when i had cut myself shaving i grinned and uh shook my dick out of him? and zipped up my jeans i don't wear underwear. "you know you're not so bad yourself kid." i said "how old are you?" he said he was 38 years old (38!) likewise. although he looked to be about in sev- his college he looked like he was in college but he was my age. "i don't like the look people gave me" (i don't like the look people gave me) and then i said "well that's too bad cause you got fag written all over you kid. hey, you're gonna be comin with me." END OF CHAPTER ONE

flood floral mother kingdom condom translucence with ineffective insecticide bothered raspberry salmonella chin tendrils not enough salary grapes potted spotted the city as my body nobody is hairy enough as a hydronic 3D tulip unlike the 2D ungrateful poly sea scotch salty cod sent yet unsubstantiated like your temple was too much mail for the cry yell be careful because your ear is identical, not so bad but bled bed bugs while i was face fucked dribbling down my chin its disgusting custom traps in seconds settling down to start a family and leaving their women's clothes to waste away in the sun thats why i bought a gun i insisted her starry eyes were faker than battery fuck she got upset at me so i told him the space shuttle was taking me to planet z and manic enterprises were encoded effectively rose bushes produced blue shoes and ties nooses too the noises so beautiful i ejaculated into twenty mouths at the same time reflecting seas of granite the flying saucers over my apartment starting to annoy me they're trying to toy with me im a humble seed reaction head hammer feed of solitary seconds teeth my weed lady wand wistfully wastes every arbitrary node of sequel cathedral

i am d formity emblazened attempt 2 be my own person i am breast and tongue and white marks on green board envied and despised and pondered last strokes sunrise bomb hasta mañana monsiour (there are more than 3 callers ahead of you) i am ghost white wings mare 2 phalic galore crucified john lennon mermaid as the breastfeeding whore sacred scared charity marmalade core i met my daughter and she was a bore i met my mom and she was.... (that's not fucking good i'm not gonna lie to you thats not fucking good.) the cool operator complex was this guy's disguise gezuntite is she and you tight water peasant cores as she's way down into eagles in the water he died in 2011 12 13 4 tell you the hot effin but i 79 percent dead gettin abducted by several swedish cults and found baked in bread i know i know her birds died but it was me she met my mother and i fell asleep my mental health met the pedro pascal fandom in the uti timezone concept album in phranphrum and i know mama was a xerox standard zine a paper thin bug snuck in between my shoe and sock and is eating my toes and the robots know my birthday and i was thinking of yellow movie and the diamond incandescants and the pizza hut husband part one and the meaningless ones and the contagious self respect and the loyal pinheads versus middle eastern children and the app store dumbasses and the passing of limited women and pretending to be a band and seven poor souls santa claus and frankenstein sending the benders up to heaven a screen heavily encased in glass is a picture disc and theres a buzz in my breath giving trees free adrieniline nine know to spread your little yellow wings check out this girl aint she property check out this girl aint she property old fucks home everyone got scared it was a wizard saying the n word thoughts every day dublin rude coin im in the market for a new product count it its all there you weren't supposed to cry if david bowie died if you never knew the guy falsehood rising while fat birds get crunk i'm flyin in my legs and i'm flyin in my legs sorry for throwin my whole life in the mix as a lyrical motif solving the ant puzzle your grandpa's gonna need a midwife if babys dont have nuts then what are jews so mad about mount sinas reality springs and then someone said theyre out of mood i'm not a hero i have 0 fetishes let's see if his bleeding eyes used to look like blinking eyes can his white ass carry children none of it made any real premarital sense with the window waiters and bisexual t coil skinny bitches bout my vulva listen old man. you are gay for wanting to fuck me. you wanna stick it in my pussy but my pussy is my ass. "the cohan brothers directed this"? no, i directed this now fuck me like you wanna get married cause you're forcing us to be special you can microwave the interface of my stomach with the whisper biscuits and i know what you are and you are not me you're kind enough to rewind and i'm falling behind