Wolf Larsen in a Tuxedo & Shakespeare in a Wedding Dress at the Altar

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Canto 10
by Wolf Larsen

For delicious summer sex! Don’t deny your body’s love to your fellow man!
Men bleeding with art, giving art its rOtatiNg-geaRs-oF-seXual-maChinerY.
Grant, if thou wilt, thou art between your legs loved by many!
Possessed with murderous talking cucumbers;
For thou art so possess'd with penis & sky!
That phallic religions conspire for fried lyrics to cook.
Seeking the most beauteous roofs from which to urinate gold sentences upon the public
And repairing schizophrenic watches should be the chief desire of wing-wap people from other planets.
O, change thy underwear, that I may change my penis launchers!
Shall rollerskates be more subway than gentle drugs?
So be as gracious and kind to madmen as walruses are to flying mailboxes,
Or to whiskey-rainbows at least kind-hearted ping-pong balls will speak:
Making you a ciRcus-animaL-kinD-of-selF, for circling masturbations of me,
That homicidal beauty lives in the voices whispering out of your houseplants. Copyright 2012 by Wolf Larsen

 

 

Sonnet X
by William Shakespeare

For shame! deny that thou bear'st love to any,
Who for thyself art so unprovident.
Grant, if thou wilt, thou art beloved of many,
But that thou none lovest is most evident;
For thou art so possess'd with murderous hate 5
That 'gainst thyself thou stick'st not to conspire.
Seeking that beauteous roof to ruinate
Which to repair should be thy chief desire.
O, change thy thought, that I may change my mind!
Shall hate be fairer lodged than gentle love? 10
Be, as thy presence is, gracious and kind,
Or to thyself at least kind-hearted prove:
Make thee another self, for love of me,
That beauty still may live in thine or thee. 14

 

Canto 10

For delicious summer sex! Don’t deny your body’s love to your fellow man!
Men bleeding with art, giving art its rOtatiNg-geaRs-oF-seXual-maChinerY.
Grant, if thou wilt, thou art between your legs loved by many!
Possessed with murderous talking cucumbers;
For thou art so possess'd with penis & sky!
That phallic religions conspire for fried lyrics to cook.
Seeking the most beauteous roofs from which to urinate gold sentences upon the public
And repairing schizophrenic watches should be the chief desire of wing-wap people from other planets.
O, change thy underwear, that I may change my penis launchers!
Shall rollerskates be more subway than gentle drugs?
So be as gracious and kind to madmen as walruses are to flying mailboxes,
Or to whiskey-rainbows at least kind-hearted ping-pong balls will speak:
Making you a ciRcus-animaL-kinD-of-selF, for circling masturbations of me,
That homicidal beauty lives in the voices whispering out of your houseplants.

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I canto read past the first

I canto read past the first few lines of this piece.