From TimeOutAtSea
Inspection
He stayed on the dais
much of his war time devotion was transferred to good will tours
ceremonial duties canceled
the poles are moving
I do not bow
one thousand on the left bank and a thousand more on the right
they were running to me in hosts
I must defend myself
fire fire
I succeed in killing the awful fate
burying that taste
advance guard guts and brains survived the industrial age
converge nuclear weapon
the upper room
my stockings have support spark plugs
the land works against him
(He has erected a multitude of New Offices,
and sent hither swarms of Officers to harass our people,
and eat out their substance.)
Green Hornet?s Kato
the way is in training
move your energy burning heat sensation hot air balloons
we are covered in blood breathalyzers
I give my statement he is dead
I depart to graduate with a bachelors degree
dirty Eiffel Tower I return to Fire Island
established spy joins me
strap mea culpa into shape
I am true to no flag planting a bomb an Empire is started
Serfs proclaim communism
dada typewriter
your keys are sticking
if I am caught at anytime I will be executed
government owns the airspace
you are a plum
send me your dossier gauze
wrap me up like an erotic mummy and give it to me
shut me up with the Washington Monument
court breakers captain
cryptologist decipher this message traffic
the plane was shot down over the jungle
pistol of mystic and wisdom
shove me up against a wall during the second world war
fuck me down in a trench
support the machine gun
seven hundred rounds per minute
election season on the volcano
Dutch and Germans meet and fall in love
the kick is tremendous
bridges and subways are issued revolvers
in the surrealist house hammers are resting next to all the doors and windows
I am naked under my trench coat
inflecting genial attacks from movement
do not withdraw your entry
this battle moves on soothing my great ship suicide mission power tool push off again
face to face overheating MG 42
hit the fortress
ripple running down my chin in a small French town
street fighting destroys the heart of manufacturing dada military uniforms
high-tech lovemaking is easier than falling in love he said
submarine submission powers
cars unmolested indeed
tanks carry cargo
I carry liquid pin-up girls alien penetration
::: posted by Lepidoptera Demagogue at 12/8/2001 10:38:16 PM
