fuck the black&square specs. a heated exchange.

by strangeling

Posted to Utterances on 2003-10-17 20:10:00

Parent message is 530337
please speak soflty your loftiness,
i thought you wanted a battle?
i see now you only seek cages to rattle,
if pages were to cattle,
what a burger is to bitch cake,
then i’d be a skinney meat-bag,
so pale or slightly opaque,
son please you know i roll the manufactured shit,
white owl steez blown whole for backwards slits,
you lack words and spit blurbs of t.v. guide articles,
hip or hatched? the clone herbs with sleazy wide-eyed particles,
missed the meet your maker showcase,
i was stuck in traffic,
pissed on a pub floor more bakered than dope cakes,
fuck a curious ape my name is furious case,
the type to pull a lever-hatch to leave you floating in mind-space.

ehhh? what now hobart? lash-backs and clap-traps?
come on now fecalate. you know you wish it. strewn waste leads to a messy bedchamber. nomenclature? when the fuck did you get a dictionary?

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