Bantering with Octagons

[freescorfr]

Yoghurt from sacred cows Ganges bred and Brahmaputra bled. Chernobyl chickens glow in Bhopal stews and the child with stilton limbs shits catterpillars.

 

[Black_Bird]

Limp shits; rats with errection disorders?

 

[tortoise]

Gorgonzola moscarpone
Stilton cheddar chevre
Pecorino camembert
Parmeggiano brie
Asiago manchego
Mozzarella blue

 

[Dillinger]

Blue Matisse Dali has his period in 1949 and discovers the promise of COCK in all its might and glory. HOSANNAH!

Hey, Ho, Let's Go!

 

[tortoise]

John Foster Dulles

 

[Black_Bird]

Fosters: Australian for "funny advertisment campaign." Do you have what it takes to down an once of poison for fun? Take up shooting little school girls in the park? Then maybe you should drink our beer! See if you can survive that, toeless wall walker.

 

[Dillinger]

"John Foster Dulles" (*letting out a huge gob of spit on the floor of my hotel room*) and calling up the ghost of Joey Ramone to add his own wad to the floor. Hey Ho... LET'S GO! Now I need a beer, a steer and then we'll let go of fear. Hey Ho... LET'S GO! We've got the beat, don't you know?

 

[sigh]

gobs of bull semen
nests of bird spit
curdled blood and milk

sailing the corridors of exultation gives rise to everyday enterprise
2 bucks a bottle

 

[Black_Bird]

The land of Blood and Milk: who ever said that words read truthfull? Sell the farm, rent a small appartment and piss out of the window. Everything takes time. My watch is broken.

 

[tortoise]

What if Joey Ramone, Stephen Foster, Dorothy Parker, Gracie Allen, Bob Hope, and Frank Sinatra are all playing poker in some afterlife dive bar at THIS VERY MOMENT? Would you still prefer your toast done one one side? Would the sands of the sahara still dissolve in your coffee? Would Syria still be the capital of Peoria? Would baseballs still be made from the skins of baby seals?

What? Bob Hope is still alive? GET THE FUCK OUT!

 

[tortoise]

A bantering wild hare just crawled up all our asses simultaneously. If we wished to have it removed, would the procedure be known as a leporidectomy?

 

[tortoise]

Appendectomy appendix and burst
Oh my, will you look at the time?
The blue whale has a most powerful thirst
For the deep and endless blue wine

A vascectomy vascillates and burns
Brother can you please spare a goat?
The whirling wheel spins and burns as it turns
And slides down the hungry whale's throat

 

[Black_Bird]

Remove your road blocks and build with child's blocks; there's something more to the ribbons of fortitude and needles of forgiveness. I have two cents worth of alcohol, we'll split what little I have and be drunk off of it, as drunkeness comes from a flame, not from a liquid.

 

[Dhalgren]

The flame on the altar was purple and dreaming with Symbolism and her brother, Attribute.

 

[Black_Bird]

Attributes of a drug with no taste, smell, texture or color. But you feel the high? The buzz? With every breath you take, you're injected with inked words and mumbles in the dark. Surely you would pay for this poison but it costs you nothing.

 

[Dhalgren]

Ah..lifting of the mundane veil.

You can feel enlightenment through your soul and out your eyes. And yeah..you’re absolutely right.

It’s free!

Get your enlightenment here..I’m selling tickets for the boat ride to Avalon.


Can’t help you see it, mind you.

Can’t make you see it, says eye.


(top of page 23, heh)

 

[Black_Bird]

Eye am Bob.
Eye have Cat.
Cat and Eye like Milk
Cat licks Eye.
Eye drinks Milk.
Cat hate Eye.
Eye get Eight by Cat.

Eye: The other white meat.

 

[Dhalgren]

Bob began to boil the cat eye in milk for exactly eight minutes. Licking the tasty, white drink he so liked, he knew she would hate the meat.

 

[Black_Bird]

I hate the meat; nothing has ever been sqeezed from flesh that has ever been worth while. Atom bombs and talkshows, atom bombs and talkshows; like Ken and Barbie. I've got meat - but I beat it... I hate it so much I beat it. Nothing sounds right in these rooms. Let me out, let me out, let me out we all cry, yet none of us see the door sitting wide open. The warden is a little boy who has already wet his pants; are you afriad of cooties?

Atom bombs and talkshows; I still hate the meat.

 

[Dhalgren]

Talk shows sell meat that has an interesting story to the atom bomb riding the snake twisting around inside Athena.

 

[Black_Bird]

Snakes twisting and breathing like a continueous outpouring of faith and darts. I've got the eightball - you've got the corner pocket.

Ever thrown panties? bras? up onto a stage during a sermon? God wants your dirty underwear...

That, and paper work. He wants paper work. Don't ask me why, I'm not allowed to tell.

 

[Dhalgren]

Should I admit to Loki that I’ve never stepped inside of a Christian Church?

Beltane is nice for liquid covered, panty throwing..

Dance around the phallic symbol.

Fuck the phallus symbolically.

 

[Black_Bird]

Symbols cymbals everywhere, but not a one to simulate. It's all just a distraction anyway, so they corperation can do its work while the politicians aren't looking. Have you ever played poker looking at the back of the cards instead of the fronts; that's sort of like what I mean.

I've got an angel, his name is george. I will pet him and kiss him and squeeze him and dress him up in girly clothes.

 

[Dhalgren]

The care and feeding of your angel.

It likes warm slugs and hopping bunnies.
Happy fleas and warm juniper trees.

Twice a day.

And remember..
If it finds your stash of softly sanded monkey mold..
Well, you don’t know what will happen.


What was that thing I was really trying to forget????

OH yeah!
Awww Fuck!

 

[Black_Bird]

Warm slug juice. Roll a few dice around in it and you're monday night gaming session will never be the same. Trust me.