your cunt is so fresh ah love it last night it gazed at me and my dick stared at your stained breasts nuzzling in your throat like an insuperable cigar dashing dashing pushing my tree in your gloomy mouth ooh and start sneezing like a torment whose fish dies in a canoe like an image whose Christ disappears in the tomb of your chest then crumbs then again trees tossed out from my poisoning fucking sky waiting to rattle in front of a Cathedral opposite to my Faith in your muscles imbued with violence cut off the footprint and jump at the cliffs at the cuffs of the cliffs where nobody can see your cunt thereby struggling to assume some raspberries that would flow from your canny cheeks and snatch a snail with your tongue as a scholar ah so big is the world of my fingers so tacky and devoid of materials of preparedness and liaisons deprived of liaison lions killing the spots in me blooded brooded corpse of swords clashing in vain in veins in a similar vein whores and doolittles what you get is what you see and trees are coloured with shadow I resemble an I you recall your films made in the movie pastiched by the cranes who live next door to Alina she is the beloved mother of Nazi children please rescue me and put me on your shoulders under your beautiful cunt I will love you like a beggar please rescue me my beloved chicken my fundamentalist ass rescue me!
wellllllllllll….that is so fruitful! a wolf coming out of virginia woolf!
Dear text, let me introduce you to my…Readers…I can smell your cunt…from the distance!
Or maybe I am a madman, though I do not want it.
