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Yesterday Eats Today Eats Tomorrow…
A poem by Wolf Larsen
I do the end-of-the-world with lots of happy!
I drink grinded-up-human-flesh…
It tastes like thousands of worlds blowing up!
Because every Saturday everything ceases to exist…
And I eat an assembly-line-of-thousands-of-vaginas -
It’s my job!
I get paid in delicious kittens!
It’s so much meow!
Copyright 2021 by Wolf Larsen
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Warning: Do NOT read this if you have a problem with obscenity, are very religious, politically-correct, or something like that.
****ting Liberalism into the Toilet
A poem by Wolf Larsen
This toilet water tastes like champagne!
That’s why the winds of liberal-capitalist-zop be so luscious boobs!
Can’t you find the booty wonder of happy tits?
I can! That’s why heavenly-jizz-hamburgers now!
Cumming in neo-conservative-flavors!
Can’t you “toxic masculinity” some boobs for me?
No? But what big anus ****ting awokeness everywhere now?
Can’t you Trotskyism?
Trotskyism ain’t no capitalist-liberalism-genital-warts for dessert!
Or how about delicious conservative booty hole delight for dinner?
Huh? Which one?
Copyright 2021 by Wolf Larsen
Wolf Larsen performs his poetry, plays, & novels on YouTube:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dDEg...nel=WolfLarsen
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Warning: Do NOT read this if you have a problem with obscenity, are very religious, politically-correct, or something like that.
Wolf Larsen and the Poetry Gang
A poem by Wolf Larsen
We each one of us have 10,000 Penises hanging from our crotches
And we invade the sheep farms every night
And together we wolves & sheep sing an opera together of “Oh - oh - ooooooooh”
And then 10,000 penises grow out of each one of the planets in the sky
And all the zillions of penises throughout the universe ejaculate a symphony of new words everywhere!
And now it’s time for us to Bing - Bong the Fluupy-Floops!
See you soon on another planet!
Copyright 2021 by Wolf Larsen
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Zap the Robot!
A poem by Wolf Larsen
First Albert Einstein injects the poem into your brain
Then your brain starts growing with thousands of planets & testicles & paintings
Then you reach into your brain and you pull out endless miles of DNA coding & poetry & musical notes
Then you produce thousands of assembly lines of DNA coding & poetry & musical notes
Through a million computers stacked from hell to heaven
And the million computers produce billions of universes of computer code
All born from this poem
Copyright 2021 by Wolf Larsen
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Warning: Do NOT read this if you have a problem with obscenity, are very religious, politically-correct, or something like that.
Zuup the Fumbles of the CIA!
A poem by Wolf Larsen
The million sex robots in your brains
Are constantly re-writing the DNA code of your poetry
Which is ejaculating out of the 10 million penises of the Roman Empire
While the computer chip in your balls
Is sending extraterrestrial messages to the CIA
As the seas of planets roll around-&-around you
Before you are zapped into atoms by artificial intelligence
Copyright 2021 by Wolf Larsen
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The Poet Genghis Khan Sitting in the Park...
A poem by Wolf Larsen
10 million penises crash into your head
And now your brains are splattered all over the solar system
And trees are growing everywhere out of your naked body
And the birds in all the trees are singing “Blukey Blonkey Happy Dung!”
So you grab your knife & fork and you eat all the people in your city
Before night crashes you to sleep
Copyright 2021 by Wolf Larsen
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Extraterrestrial on a Bicycle
A poem by Wolf Larsen
A fweepy is going zoongy - zulch!
(Because time is crashing into you!)
So foopy hip bloopity - blop!
And now the meteors in your brains
Are crashing through the walls of the universe
And zocky goes blinghy-bloocky with all the extraterrestrial-time-machines in the sky
So now verbs are flying out of your mouth
And your sperm is saying:
“Hey man, what you be bloopin’ when you’re snoopin’ the round-and-around, dig?”
Copyright 2021 by Wolf Larsen
Wolf Larsen performs his poetry, plays, & novels on YouTube:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3AB5hdy713A&ab_channel=WolfLarsen
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Lots of Delicious!
A poem by Wolf Larsen
Too much zuups?
I be hallucinating you a bunch of fun!
Fun with lots of god’s thunder on top!
Fun doing the fippy with all the gypsy orgasms!
Fun flowing around the decapitated heads rolling down-down-down!
So much whoopee to sing a choir with!
So throw off your brains!
And dance to the naughty verbs!
Copyright 2021 by Wolf Larsen
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Warning: Do NOT read this if you have a problem with obscenity, are very religious, politically-correct, or something like that.
A Children’s Choir
A poem by Wolf Larsen
All the kids in my testicles
Are singing a chorus of warm summer days
But then fall splatters all over the poem
So this poem is splashing with brown & red & green
And then all the kids in my testicles
Jump out of my penis
And begin playing in the warm summer day
Copyright 2021 by Wolf Larsen
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Ha Ha Zwuup Tits Boing Fluups!
A poem by Wolf Larsen
You’re swimming from one planet to another
Across a sea of Alfred E Newman faces
And when you reach a shoreline that’s been painted by the Poet
A mentally-ill skyline is swirling around you
So you jump into the head of a man that lived 500 years ago
But the man ****s you out of his booty and into the 21st century
So you walk across a landscape made out of splashing paint
Until you see a gravestone with your name on it
And you piss on your own grave
Copyright 2021 by Wolf Larsen
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Blap Blups to Sing & Sex With!
A poem by Wolf Larsen
I was flipping the zips for your foops!
When suddenly, fall went flying around the northern hemisphere
And spring went frolicking and laughing through the southern hemisphere
And suddenly a blizzard of herpes gave all the buildings giant herpes sores
And a bunch of Cyclops with wings started flying out of all the herpes sores
And all the Cyclops were singing:
“Fuppy-foo! Floopy-flips! Yippsee yup!”
Copyright 2021 by Wolf Larsen
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Pow!
A poem by Wolf Larsen
I eat the blue sky
It tastes like steel mills
I eat the face of a passerby
His face tastes like classical music
I eat the wind
It tastes like words
Then I point my gun at the reader
Copyright 2021 by Wolf Larsen
Wolf Larsen performs his poetry, plays, & novels on YouTube:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uY-xR6Ak48I&ab_channel=WolfLarsen
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I Smear the Universe All Over My Face
A poem by Wolf Larsen
The poem goes up a thousand miles
And now the poem is falling and crashing down…
Into a million minds
And this phrase of poetry is punching you in the face
And then the sky runs off with a painting
And is never heard from again
Copyright 2021 by Wolf Larsen
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Warning: Do NOT read this if you have a problem with obscenity, are very religious, politically-correct, or something like that.
Artsy-Fartsy Pussy Eatin’ Man!
A poem by Wolf Larsen
It’s a blues-music-ejaculation!
It’s a lot of tomorrows in your jism!
It’s the two parties of McDonald’s & Burger King running Washington-****ing-DC…
Because I haven’t cum my politics all over you yet!
I’ve got too much redneck in my progressive politics!
I’ve got too much New York City in my Alaska!
I’ve got too much Italian Renaissance in my Balzac!
Want sum?
In your pussy, booty, or mouth?
I take MasterCard, the planet Jupiter, or lots of rainbows
Copyright 2021 by Wolf Larsen
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Warning: Do NOT read this if you have a problem with obscenity, are very religious, politically-correct, or something like that.
I Am the Crazy Up-and-Down!
A poem by Wolf Larsen
I pick up my pen and I create a new universe!
I create centuries of insomnia!
I create an army of beautiful naked insomniacs!
Who ejaculate photon torpedoes at the Mayflower and drown the pilgrims!
I am a universe bursting with thought!
I am all the armies of the universe banging on your door!
I am a tornado-of-pornography destroying the literary world!
I am a pornographic everything!
I am the Poet!
Copyright 2021 by Wolf Larsen