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Warning: Do NOT read this if you have a problem with obscenity.
Stock Market Gerbil in Your Subway Tunnel
Now with New Improved Naked Polka dot People!
A poem by Wolf Larsen
You want some verbs to eat?
Dance with some Italian Renaissance?
Where’s the up-and-down when you need it?
How about giant sexual genitalia from the 19th century in the sky?
But you Art Deco skyscraper those booty holes with cocaine energy!
How about some fauvist-disco-music-color-factory
Surrounding your universe
And giving you some smiling shotgun blasts…
Copyright 2021 by Wolf Larsen
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The Up and Down Mazes of You
a poem by Wolf Larsen
We are human strawberries together
We jump back-and-forth between erotic tomorrows and penis yesterdays
Our poetry drips with sunlight
While the flute hops & skips through a million impossibilities
And the Poet snorts all the adjectives & verbs & nouns up his nose
And the yesterdays & tomorrows run around and around each other
While the Poet runs naked throughout the centuries
As He sings with all the howling dogs of heaven & hell
Copyright 2021 by Wolf Larsen
Wolf Larsen performs his poetry, plays, & novels on YouTube:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uZ5U...nel=WolfLarsen
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Jippy – Hi! – Bops!
A poem by Wolf Larsen
I paint the blue sky with music
And now the music in the sky is throwing thunderstorms at you
That’s when you grab a thought out of somebody else’s head
And you ride that thought around & around all the planets
And now flying birds & words & crashing seas of laughter
Are all flooding out of the thousands of faces
That are rolling and rolling around you
As you grab a paintbrush
To paint another poem
Copyright 2020 by Wolf Larsen
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Zoooorrrooommppphhh!!
A poem by Wolf Larsen
Paul Gauguin is painting the pornography of ancient Rome in splashing orgies of color
Joan Miro is painting the sun & stars & moon rolling around and around
In a symphony that’s being conducted by Stravinsky
And all the painting & symphonies & everything else in the universe is dripping with words
Words that jump out of the universe like fish
Words & images & sounds fermenting and fermenting in our imaginations
Until our imaginations are drooling out of our mouths
As we all speak huge collages to each other
And then the poetry & the flute go dancing off to the Middle Ages together
Copyright 2021 by Wolf Larsen
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The Restaurant of Beautiful Nightmares
a poem by Wolf Larsen
Our specials are strawberries over Cubist nightmares
Bourgeois pig rotisserie with a savory sauce of colorful fauvist jism
From the delicious paintbrush of Andre Derain
Fried 100 story skyscrapers over a bed of rice
In a restaurant with paintings of your naked wife all over the walls
With a naked Caligula as your waiter
At the surrounding tables sit space aliens & sex robots & Charles Manson clones
All stuffing tornadoes into their mouths
And drinking distilled alcoholic piss pouring from the musical instrument between God’s legs
For dessert we have mushroom clouds
Copyright 2021 by Wolf Larsen
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Eyeballs for Breakfast
a poem by Wolf Larsen
We return to a world that no longer exists
Where everything is as empty as the day before we were conceived
But salt & pepper all over that sentimental dead cat in a pan stuff!
Why don’t we dig into each other’s heads with shovels
And pull out all the singing birds in each other’s heads?
Or should we take a big bulldozer and flip the blue sky over?
You got any eyeballs to give me?
Copyright 2021 by Wolf Larsen
Wolf Larsen performs his poetry, plays, & novels on YouTube:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cfytr6d4tqE&ab_channel=WolfLarsen
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Warning: Do NOT read this poetry thread if you have a problem with obscenity, or if you are very religious.
Bleep them Blops!
A poem by Wolf Larsen
Beethoven with his AK-47 is shooting musical notes at a hurricane
A bunch of sex robots jump out of the hurricane and begin butt ****ing the sexy sheep
Then Beethoven snorts a bunch of cartoon characters up his nose
And Mozart is smoking opium with all the sex robots
While the sexy sheep play video games with space aliens across the universe
That’s when God begins ejaculating a virtual reality into everyone’s minds
And reality & fantasy & virtual reality all begin giving each other blow jobs
On a giant testicle floating in the universe of a poem
Copyright 2021 by Wolf Larsen
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Warning: do NOT read this if you have a problem with obscenity.
Hurricane Wolf Larsen is Cumming!
A poem by Wolf Larsen
I **** you with a song
I impregnate you with musical notes
My spermatozoa are spaceships
My poetry is a sledgehammer smashing everything
My thoughts are a 360° symphony of knife-slashes & falling skyscrapers & orgies with nuns
I take out my Dick and I piss all over normality
I am as crazy as all the madmen in my balls
Who are all waiting for the next open-legged married woman
I want to **** thousands of wives tonight
In an arena filled with husbands watching & masturbating
And ejaculating the poetry in their balls all over each other
Copyright 2021 by Wolf Larsen
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Warning: do NOT read this if you have a problem with obscenity, or if you are very religious.
My Pen the Great Liberator
a poem by Wolf Larsen
I arrive in heaven on a flying testicle machine
Then I walk up to God sitting on his throne as I sing the praises of the buttocks of the Booty Booty Kingdom
And in Gregorian chants God recites to me His sacred recipe for crack-cocaine
Then the glorious chorus of cocaine whores & crack addicts sing the joys of crack-cocaine
That’s when I chop off God’s head with my giant pen
And I the Poet sit on the heavenly throne covered with God’s dripping blood
As Picasso & Attila the Hun & Dizzy Gillespie pull out their Dicks and crown me with their holy spermatozoa
Copyright 2021 by Wolf Larsen
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Spring Symphony on LSD
a poem by Wolf Larsen
The phrases of poetry grow out of the trees
And the birds fly out of the phrases of poetry
And jazz music rolls & flies & zooms out of the phrases of poetry
And graffiti art is jumping out of all the jazz music
And the graffiti art is fauvist phrases of buildings & words & faces
All flying and flying around you
As you walk around inside Wolf Larsen’s mind
Copyright 2021 by Wolf Larsen
Wolf Larsen performs his poetry, plays, & novels on YouTube:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EvvY4oiz_SM&ab_channel=WolfLarsen
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Wolf Larsen & Attila the Hun Breaking Bread Together
a poem by Wolf Larsen
I’m punching & punching a Picasso sculpture with a bunch of verbs & adjectives & crazy nouns
Then I’m biting Salvador Dali’s ear off
And now a bunch of ghettos & factories & highways are pouring out of Salvador Dali’s head
That’s when Caligula comes and kicks me in the balls
So now I’m falling through this collage of New York City imagery all around me
Until I land inside of the reader’s bellybutton
And the reader watches as a horde of Wolf Larsen clones
Jumps out of his belly button
And all the Wolf Larsen clones are crashing through the next 1,000 years of human history
And devouring everything in their path
Copyright 2021 by Wolf Larsen
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I Defecate Therefore I Am
a poem by Wolf Larsen
Descartes serves me a cup of coffee made out of grinded human brains
And now I’m drinking coffee as philosophers are floating in outer space around me
These are philosophers with whispering volcanoes in the middle of their faces
That spew endless rivers of lava & gobbledygook & silly putty
While the Poet sits on his throne above the babbling seas of philosophers
And the poet writes the philosophy of the swimming fish & singing birds into life
And the Poet creates the great orgy of words on paper
While the philosophers in their dunce caps dance around the Great Poet
As the Poet builds a giant Temple of Poetry with huge pillars of philosophy
And now poetry & philosophy are babbling & babbling day & night together
Under the laughing Sun & Moon
Copyright 2021 by Wolf Larsen
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Yesterday & Today & Tomorrow Dancing Around Each Other
A poem by Wolf Larsen
You were and will once again be zillions & zillions of atoms exploding through the universe
You were and once again will be billions of spermatozoa swimming into other solar systems
And human consciousness & space alien consciousness will be 2 solar systems dancing around each other
And artificial intelligence will be flowers growing out of the dead body of the human race
You will turn the corner, and see billions of human bodies floating away to their deaths
Copyright 2021 by Wolf Larsen
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Warning: do NOT read this if you have a problem with obscenity, or if you are very religious.
Rooooooooaaaaarrr!!!
A poem by Wolf Larsen
I am eating an entire Tyrannosaurus Rex for dinner
As all the mouths of all the gargoyles are opening-&-closing
With a stream of words dribbling & drooling out of the gargoyles’ mouths and into this poem
And then I grab a hammer & nails and I nail Eastern philosophy onto God’s *** in the sky
Then I play baseball on rollerskates with Jesus Christ & the Disciples
Until all the buildings grow wings and start flying around in the air
And the sun & the moon start kissing & kissing
While God watches & masturbates
Copyright 2021 by Wolf Larsen
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Concerto of Manic Depression
A poem by Wolf Larsen
The saxophone is playing thousands of different alphabets
The violins are creating tidal waves in all directions
The audience is riding one tidal wave after another
The entire brass section is blurting out one war after another
The trumpet keeps shouting out obscenities
And now the audience is riding across endless solar systems
And then the timpani drums destroy the planet Earth over & over again
Copyright 2021 by Wolf Larsen
Wolf Larsen performs his poetry, plays, & novels on YouTube:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7eKmJOQnOl0
