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Hallucinating 10,000 New Words
A poem by Wolf Larsen
Deranged is the everything!
As I eat streets made out of music!
Sunlight is my round-and-round!
As we do endless verbs up our noses!
Alcoholic rivers of heaven!
Rhythms of crazy crazy!
As we dance to the ejaculations of space monsters!
Can we run and run passed the blue sky?
With our talking feet?
How long before all those street corners go insane?
Copyright 2021 by Wolf Larsen
Wolf Larsen performs his poetry, plays, & novels on YouTube:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=O76F...nel=WolfLarsen
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Fwuup! Bwuup! Pow!
A poem by Wolf Larsen
Hours of crazy fluuping everywhere
All the upside down was dancing amongst the ambulance sirens
aMbuLaNcE sirrreens - amBuLaanCe siRReens - aMbULaaNcE sIrReeens
Then a madman ate all your poetry
And all the angels in heaven are pissing fountains-of-joy down into your brains
So with your 10,000 mouths you create the poetry of sunlight
So much architecture & earthquakes & poetry falling out of your 10,000 mouths
That the entire audience at the poetry reading
All hang themselves
And now as you finish the poem you’re looking out at 100 corpses hanging
Copyright 2021 by Wolf Larsen
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Eat My Music
A poem by Wolf Larsen
I’m peeing my brains all over you
While You’re chopping yourself up into verbs & adjectives & nouns
I’m taking all those verbs & adjectives & nouns
And I’m building whole universes made out of words
And now we’re having sex amongst all the words flowing amongst us
Waterfalls of words are pouring upon our naked bodies
And in our hardhat construction job together we’re nailing all the suns & moons & planets into the night sky
And after work we drink all the colors of the rainbow
And now we’re walking erratically on the moon
Until we fall asleep in some other century
Copyright 2021 by Wolf Larsen
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East & West Are Holding Hands
A poem by Wolf Larsen
South went north with a couple of eyeballs
And now the forests of happiness are growing all over your face
The highway of 18 wheelers that goes straight through your face
Says high to the subway trains & freight trains that keep turning into ants
Meanwhile a big nipple in the sky
Is smiling like a big Charles Manson face smiling down on the human race
That must be God
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.
Lots of Glory Hallelujahs Cumming!
A poem by Wolf Larsen
We cum here today because we have been saved by the Big Penis in the Sky!
We cum here today because the thousands of glory hallelujahs in our ballsacks
Are singing & singing of His glory!
We cum here today because a thousand lunatics claiming to be God’s sons & daughters
Are all ejaculating out of the Big Penis in the Sky as I speak!
Glory hallelujahs!
Glory hallelujahs to the oceans of fish swimming in the Virgin Mary’s vagina!
Glory hallelujahs to the Big Plastic Boobs of all the First Ladies of the White House!
And glory hallelujahs to the gold rolling in on this 10% express!
Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Hallelujahs!
He’s cumming! We're all cumming together!
Copyright 2021 by Wolf Larsen
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Waves of Now
A poem by Wolf Larsen
Huge teeth are devouring thousands of languages
While the drums are dancing from one sky to the other
The heat is crashing everywhere into the planet Earth
While meteors & comets are flying out of all the paintings
And the drums are painting one gigantic universe after another
While the paintbrush splashes naughty words everywhere
And the people smash & smash their thoughts together
While the ending of the poem speaks from some distant horizon
Copyright 2021 by Wolf Larsen
Wolf Larsen performs his poetry, plays, & novels on YouTube:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aG6PS97m5Jg&t=50s&ab_channel=WolfLarsen
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Warning: Do NOT read this if you have a problem with obscenity.
Drums & Words ****ing Each Other Yes!
A poem by Wolf Larsen
I want to jump poetry everywhere!
Fly giant bright everything now!
Sidewalks zipping & zapping away!
Feet that turn into torpedoes!
People growing wings and becoming dinosaurs!
Let’s paint our naked bodies with words
And walk around nude and create poetry together!
Let’s do a tornado now!
Let’s neon the streets with streams of words!
Let’s **** each other with the ending of the poem!
Copyright 2021 by Wolf Larsen
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Warning: Do NOT read this if you have a problem with obscenity.
I Tie English to the Bedposts and I…
A poem by Wolf Larsen
I need to write novels that are paintings
I need to write pornographic plays that are 10 million orgasms
I need to **** my insanity into the English language
I’m going to touch the naked body of the English language
I’m going to make the English language cum
And then I’m going to ejaculate French all over the English language (1066)
I’m going to pee Spanish all over the English language
As English begs for more!
Copyright 2021 by Wolf Larsen
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Warning: Do NOT read this if you have a problem with obscenity.
I was Pissing…
A poem by Wolf Larsen
I was pissing my prose & poetry all over the big publishing corporations in New York City
When suddenly verbs & nouns started growing out of the ground everywhere I pissed
And a bunch of dancing-punk-rockers started doing verbs & nouns to each other
As the tornadoes of music leaped from planet to planet
So now the cannibal ants are devouring the universe with their humongous teeth & mouths
As flying storks deliver little Attila-the-Huns to Virgin Marys throughout the universe
And all the Attila-the-Huns are mixed race
And the big black porn actor winks at the reader
From his throne in the sky
Copyright 2021 by Wolf Larsen
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Warning: Do NOT read this if you have a problem with obscenity.
Lust for Dinner…
A poem by Wolf Larsen
Why not dance like a thousand naughty verbs?
Why not reach into the earth and pull out a million corpses?
And eat them?
And pussy (cats) & space alien cum & tornadoes made out of music
All as delicious as poetry dripping in a sugary sauce!
Because elephant brains fly!
And the dancing tomorrows
Are as crack-cocaine as my love for you!
Is your face made out of hundreds of lips?
In what direction will the ending of the poem go?
Copyright 2021 by Wolf Larsen
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Splash & Fly & Grab!
A poem by Wolf Larsen
I’m splashing thousands of words on the page!
I’m splashing words on the canvas!
Words flying East & West & North & South!
Phrases of poetry zipping fast in all directions!
Phrases of poetry crashing into each other wherever you look!
All the solar systems filled with flying phrases of poetry!
Everyone grabbing words and flinging them at each other!
People catching the words into their hands and eating them!
And everyone having sex with words night & day!
Until night & day are crashing into pieces…
Copyright 2021 by Wolf Larsen
Wolf Larsen performs his poetry, plays, & novels on YouTube:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-dBDKCRpPoM&ab_channel=WolfLarsen
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Warning: Do NOT read this if you have a problem with obscenity.
The Larry Flynt Ballet Company
A poem by Wolf Larsen
It’s a vision of apples & bananas with legs dancing down Broadway!
It’s flying testicles everywhere!
It’s a chorus of insane millions all singing together!
Because I enjoy my chocolate & vanilla testicles with whipped cream!
It’s laughing nipples with your sundae symphonies!
Sundae symphonies made out of ice cream ballet dancers!
That’s how we fly with piano & castanets & harp!
With pubic hairs for all!
You dig?
Copyright 2021 by Wolf Larsen
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Sex Robot Fantasy in E Minor
A poem by Wolf Larsen
You take the train to the end of the world
At the end of the world the planes leave for other planets
Other planets made out of fantasies of plentiful colors
Where the birds sing the songs of the Iliad & the Odyssey
To all the sex robots bouncing around
And now it’s time to pull away the curtain of the blue sky
And reveal all the cosmos of the up
Where we will live
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.
Invade the Universe! Now!
A poem by Wolf Larsen
First we grow strawberries inside our heads
Then we play mushroom-cloud-music both night and day
Until we pull out our penises and ejaculate feminism
All over the faces of the sex robots
And now a thousand blue skies are dancing in our wet dreams
While Picasso paints the giant buttocks of God
With his Cubist pornography
And now the poem lays down
And stares at all the up
We haven’t invaded yet
Copyright 2021 by Wolf Larsen
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You Eat A Thousand Suns
A poem by Wolf Larsen
You wrap your naked body in all the verbs & nouns of the French language
You lay on the ground crying verbs & nouns all over the fertile earth
And now talking strawberries & laughing blueberries are growing upside down out of the sky
So the planet Mars crashes into your head
And your two testicles turn into spaceship factories
And now spaceships are launching out of your penis and filling the skies
As you walk on a floating phrase of poetry
That’s a bridge from one solar system to another
Copyright 2021 by Wolf Larsen
