Bantering with Octagons

[cymbidia]

Paper walls trap fleeting bits of light like tree branches stretching out with need longing wish-fulfillment toward the weak morning sun.


You're doing a great job, sigh!

 

[freescorfr]

Friuts drop at lauds like detumescent reveries
Sun-ripened longings matins chant
Mantra pages rustle light
but heavy-footed, nay jack-booted
uniforms plod by.
Heart heavy thud.

 

[tortoise]

If their puppy dogs get stuck in branches
What precisely are the fucking chances
That jack-booted thugs will take up dances
And peer at you with the coyest glances?
Around slim to none, say I

If you are quite loathe to suffer heathens
You should be very clear in your reasons
Our moods can often change with the seasons
And those friends to whom you pledge allegiance
Can turn and spit in your eye

 

[freescorfr]

Spit-roast puppies dank betrayal
Hamurabi justice trail
Incarcerated humours
phlegmatic more than melancholy
libations,sangine navel-gazing. voluptuous Renoirs
Pigalle whores, bald batty mice
Belles dames sans merci.

 

[Black_Bird]

French Martinis and German Pornos; you have a vice, I have a hobby. Twice the man and yet half the woman; the top half, 'cause her ass isn't as nice as her breast.

We've got quadriplegic midgets involved in blowing up a truck of balloons shaped like a strap-on... and I am so damn tired of used tollet paper on the news stands.

 

[freescorfr]

Reams and reams of editorial excrement
The merman plot, just marketing I hear.
Bipolar Giants sinister ambidextrous organoids
Float like torpedo turds on watery biers.

 

[Black_Bird]

Let the water flow.
The notes play.
The sin fall away.

Nothing is left, is it?
Touching the shores of consciousness,
Sadness, gladness, madness.

And freedom.

 

[freescorfr]

Today is Independence Day
liberty of inner-soul
parthenons, fluted and doric
proclaim manumissions, dispensations, amnesties
unfettering of genis.
Worms fly and carrots screw
like lettuce leaves in heat
And cupid's little cherub prick
waves freely in the street.

 

[Black_Bird]

Street walkers and gun smokers
god damned us that day
and that night we celebrated with
rubber glove body cavity searches and
lights flashing.

 

[freescorfr]

reverse anachronisms shooters shot
Turdus merula - the blackbird
chants a litany profane plastic eaters wretch
Cavity genitor of mac the cat
Conundrum rolls its lay.

 

[Dillinger]

Dancing cock kisses walk gladly with paper cats while the smoking gun of independence illuminates the morning sky.

 

[freescorfr]

origami merlins, tits and finches, gold peckered crows
that lay the sodium eggs
cuboid omlettes, marmalade filled
lemon Kurns in captivity await the mornings toxic benediction

 

[cymbidia]

(FYI, anf for quite a while in this thread, Dill, BB, the others, and i have been taking at least one element from the previous post and weaving it into our own. Not that you have to, of course, but it's kinda cool to knit all the disparate strands together in that small way.)



Glorious release, relief, quickly subsumed into the begging pleading writhing captivity, my heart to yours, as surely as the bumblebee flies arrow straight toward the nectar of the Gods.

 

[Black_Bird]

I am a god of lillies and graves, with my back against the sun and my eyes up turned in my head. I have no fingers, only lips which I use to kiss sweet honey from your cheeks. I answer no prayers and grant no requests - I only hold a flame.

Cym, don't forget that chaos is the driving force behind this thread. Let chaos take over...

 

[freescorfr]

The rectum of the Gods' emissions
Absolution for omissions
retributive positions chastisements unmerited
alliterations cosmic abundance deflated compositions
one-side moebus strips
ex hib ition ist
Deus ex machina
chug chug chug.

 

[Black_Bird]

Ma I si doog.
Doog si boj.
Doog ma I.
Boj ma I.

 

[freescorfr]

Blighted by puss boils psoriasis and eczema
the prophet faithful unemployed
Cried "Dog, I ma doog"
Give us a Job
only to be cursed geometrically
abscissa tickly with poxy pimples.

 

[Dillinger]

Lemon hearts turn moebus prophets into God's own dog. Give me the chug chug flame and I will give you the world on an oyster.

 

[Black_Bird]

Elephant Juice.

 

[freescorfr]

Ivory tusk and rhinos horn
oysters and champagne
let me place your hand in mine and on your breast again.

 

[sigh]

origami bubbles in a glass of sparkling wine
from the horizon comes color
and distance
and the bright blink of tomato blue ice


from chaos rises order, when the energies are right

 

[cymbidia]

color
cooler
collar me now please before i can change my mind
minding as the gods chance lob changes my way
your way
every day
chaotic, despotic, allow it all to unfold as it will. Amen.

 

[sigh]

with the collar comes a rope
and a clamp
and an edge to life you just can't find
in a world of orchids
and peach blossoms
and vanilla

but hey, it's cool...kicks are what kicks are and you gotta get em where you can

 

[sigh]

fly through a forest of yellow and green
with orchids floating amongst the trees
so thickly their scent is a presence
you must push through

a physical thing...primordial...scents of memory and dust
inhale the wonder

eyes open to laughter

 

[Andreina]

what if my laptop found out that my yellow coffee mug was already married to the other yellow tea mug? that's why apple juice should be banned.

Halo