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    Naked Women Jumping Out of Picasso Paintings and Seducing the Reader
    a poem by Wolf Larsen

    I'm flying over the universe
    And the words are jumping around the campfire
    While the buildings are running past us and into the countryside
    And in the countryside the buildings are jumping on top of each other
    And now all the naked people are jumping on top of each other and becoming a giant sexual sculpture
    And the musicians are playing the giant sexual sculpture with their rampaging saxophones and waves of violins and blurting trombones
    And now the cello plays like a flying dragon breathing fire
    The conductor - who stands naked before the symphony orchestra - is none other than the Roman Emperor Nero
    And now schizophrenia is happening
    And it's a deLiciouS-raSpbeRry-sChiZophRenia
    It's sunlight filled with the Earth's orgies
    And the Earth's orgies run around-and-around the planet
    As the saxophone plays a phrase of poetry rolling around-and-around the planet
    And the freight trains are rolling past the screaming landscape
    And 7 billion naked people on a giant testicle are revolving around the Sun
    All singing the end of the poem together

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    It's Time for 1789
    a poem by Wolf Larsen

    It's time to dance to revolution!
    It's time for Guillotines Around the World to Sing their beautiful song!
    It's time to eat those who eat caviar!
    It's time to throw the capitalist politicians into the garbage trucks and haul them away!
    It's time to put the CEO's that run the “health care” corporations on trial, and strap them into the electric chair!
    It's time to go up to the penthouses and throw the bourgeois pigs out the windows!
    It's time to build a giant bright future for our children on top of the graves of the ruling class!
    It's time for the construction workers to be able to afford to live in the buildings that they’re building!
    It's time for white workers & black workers & brown workers to love one another!
    Marx & Engels & Lenin & Trotsky will be our gods!
    The rats of Wall Street have built nothing!
    Those who wear hard hats are the builders of civilization, and should be treated with respect!
    The hungry of the world know that something must be done!
    As the Lords of the Land demand the rent money from unemployed workers we know what must be done!
    And while the four star generals get mountains of shiny new armaments, our grandparents die in neglected hospitals!
    The rich are eating caviar while the workers of the world are looking at empty plates & empty refrigerators!
    We know what must be done!
    It’s time for 1789!

    Copyright 2020 by Wolf Larsen

    Advance Permission is given to all for the reproduction of this poem, both on the internet and in physical form, as long as the text is not altered, and the intent of such publication is not hostile, and the author is given credit.
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    All the Prostitutes in the Whorehouse Are Singing Opera Together
    a poem by Wolf Larsen

    A waterfall of Happiness is falling upon the human race
    And the human race is dancing in all the happy venereal diseases falling from the Virgin Mary's Vagina in the sky
    And now the sun is crashing through the sky
    And the sun is wishing everyone a Happy death
    And everyone begins talking to each other in the architecture of venereal diseases
    And the painters are painting the canvases with the drooling-dripping-happiness of venereal diseases
    And then everyone is sucked up into the anus of God
    And inside of God’s Anus everyone gets on their knees and prays to poetry
    And everyone is digging their graves inside of God's anus
    And everyone begins carving poetry into their gravestones
    And before they lay down to rest for forever
    Everyone watches a movie together about abstract expressionism ****ing surrealism up the *** in a New York City bathhouse in the 1970s
    And now all of the painters are painting in New York City bathhouses in the 1970s
    They're painting bEauTifuL-naKed-meN across the New York City skyline
    And all of the composers are composing Symphonies of vagiNas-&-anUses-&-niPples-&-pEnises-&-mOuths
    And Pablo Picasso is dug up from the grave and elected artistic director of the planet Earth
    And all the women of the planet disrobe and pose naked for Pablo Picasso's erotic mural that he paints on the blue sky around-and-around-the-Earth
    And then Wolf Larsen's giant-flying-penis crashes into the planet Earth from outer space
    And everything shatters into words

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    Bach’s Moonlight Serenade for a Drive-By Shooting
    A poem by Wolf Larsen

    I Jump out of you
    While the butterflies all fly out of your penis
    And then the nuclear submarines in the sky say hello
    While millions of your heads are growing inside of my head
    And giant sculptures of your penis start growing inside of art museums everywhere
    Because all you can do is scream with Art
    And the clouds at your feet
    And the millions of devils flowing by over your head
    Is the orgy of your brains splattered all over the universe
    Because you are dying and becoming a living-breathing-painting
    Because you are dying and becoming the Symphony-of-Joy playing on planets throughout the universe
    And the poem tiptoes out of your dying body
    And the poem walks away into eternity...

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    You Aim a Bazooka at the Moon
    a poem by Wolf Larsen

    The moon crashes into the symphony
    The symphony splashes across the mountains & valleys inside your mind
    The stars slash through the sky
    The birds sing psychosis-&-neurosis all night long
    The ceiling drips the plague all over you
    You jump up and begin punching God over-&-over-again
    You masturbate pornographic art pieces all over the museums
    You jump across time and space
    And you land inside your mother's vagina
    Then your mother has a tremendous-female-orgasm and the blue sky splashes out of her pussy hole
    And now you're falling through the blue sky
    And you fall millions of miles through your grave
    And you land in bed naked beside the Devil in hell
    And the Devil puts his arm around you
    And the Devil begins passionately kissing you
    And the Devil's erect Phallus becomes the most delicious pen in your mouth
    And as you swallow the Devil's poetry
    You taste the delicious end of the poem

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    A Geriatric Porn Movie Starring Donald Trump & Joe Biden
    a poem by Wolf Larsen

    Somewhere south of the poem
    Is the region of naughty words
    Where Byzantine art & Andy Warhol clones make Immaculate Conception together
    Under the holy ballsack of William Shakespeare
    During the religious ceremonies of Montana sheep ****ing
    To The rhythms of 3 sex robots in bed with your wife
    In the Symphony of Sex Robot Abstract Expressionism
    While the moon be screaming mandolin opera
    At all of the drive-by shooting orchestras being conducted by a naked Beethoven
    In the Crashing Sky Auditorium where all the neoclassical sculptures smoke crack with the 45 presidents
    As the American bombs fall up into the blue sky
    The Blue Sky that's dripping across the universe
    While Uncle Sam jumps out of God's penis in heaven
    And Uncle Sam announces that World War 3 is ready...

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    Your Mother with a Beautiful Stranger Creating You
    a poem by Wolf Larsen

    I pull all the corpses out of the ground
    And I throw the corpses into this poem
    The corpses all jump out of this poem and shake the hand of the reader
    The reader jumps out naked into the snow and begins dancing like a lightning bolt
    Lightning bolts suddenly jump out of everyone's hands
    And all the lightning bolts fly up into the sky
    And God is struck down with lightning
    Then I fling the dust of the dead god all over the Moon
    And luscious flowers grow out of the Moon in a big colorful schizophrenia

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    The Orchestra of Sexual Desire
    a poem by Wolf Larsen

    The violins play your mother running naked through the streets
    The sky jumps all over your naked mother and makes love to her
    The French horn & tuba & trumpet play volcanoes running amok everywhere
    The timpani drums play all the earthquakes inside your head
    The cello plays your naked father running through the streets after your naked mother
    The french horn & tuba & trumpet play all of the restless madmen in your father's ballsack
    The timpani drums play your father's heartbeat going boom-boom-boom
    The saxophone plays your mother's breasts & nipples going happy
    The clarinet laughs and kisses your mother
    Your naked sister runs out into the street and throws herself at the Moon
    Your naked wife begins dancing on the street corner with the violins
    The French horn & tuba & trumpet play tidal waves of sexual desire splashing across all the continents
    The harp plays your post-orgasmic bliss floating you up to heaven...

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    Music for a Pandemic
    a poem by Wolf Larsen

    I play psychosis with the saxophone
    The cymbals clash the continents together
    The world falls into thousands of heads
    While the music has too many lips
    The clarinet is playing too many long rivers
    All the wild beasts jump into the music
    While the violins play pandemic after pandemic
    The saxophone plays hundreds of naked women surrounding you
    The piano is searching for the Middle Ages
    The harp is playing that somewhere that you’re always searching for
    But can never find

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    The Symphony of Happiness & Death
    A poem by Wolf Larsen

    10,000 giant penises in front of you
    Are playing the violin
    While 6,000 giant vaginas on the ceiling
    Are playing cellos & double bases
    While 5,000 clones of Charles Manson in your testicles
    Are all playing the harp
    And Joe Biden & Donald Trump are playing the timpani drums together
    While all the members of Congress both Democrat & Republican
    Are playing oral skills for the corporate lobbyists
    And the clarinet player is swimming up your vagina
    While the trombone player is flying out of your penis
    And the tuba player is jumping up-&-down inside your head
    While you lay in the hospital dying...

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    A Giant Love Machine of STDs
    A poem by Wolf Larsen

    I itch with you
    You are my musical syphilis
    I create art with your genitals
    I breathe with your sickness
    I sing with your mental illness
    I make peace with your violence
    I paint your face on this page
    I take your words and turn them into operas
    I take your emotions and turn them into plays
    I take your death and turn it into comedy

    Copyright 2020 by Wolf Larsen
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    Tongue & Pussy & Abstract Canvas
    A poem by Wolf Larsen

    I fill you full of my poems
    The same way your lover fills you full of semen
    And when I eat at your cave full of Art Nouveau deliciousness
    Huge waterfalls of words pour out
    And the huge waterfalls of words pour all over the page
    And create poetry & symphonies & beautiful insanities
    That the space aliens all lick up with their tongues
    And the porn actors & actresses that jump out of the flying belly buttons
    All announce a giant final orgasm of the human race
    Before the mushroom clouds & diseases turn the world into a great emptiness

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    A Ménage-a-Trois of 3 Clarinets
    A poem by Wolf Larsen

    The first clarinet jumped around the universe
    In a circle, and ended up in bed with a naked Virgin Mary
    The second clarinet is playing a blue paintbrush
    Dashing & dripping & splashing all over the sky
    While the third clarinet stands over the naked Virgin Mary
    And paints her naked beauty
    In one canvas after another
    While the first clarinet jumps out of bed and plays millions of faces
    All pouring out of your mind
    And the second clarinet plays an auTomObiLe-aSsEmblY-liNe
    While the third clarinet stands in the middle of the Renaissance
    And plays verbs & nouns making love to each other
    While the first clarinet plays the 20th century making love to ancient Rome
    And then the three clarinets together play
    A wrecking ball smashing the poem into pieces

    Copyright 2020 by Wolf Larsen
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    Cannibalism! It’s Not Just for Breakfast Anymore!
    A poem by Wolf Larsen

    A volcano jumps out of me
    And swords are flying out of my eyes
    While Attila the Hun & his army on flying skateboards
    Invade your wife’s bedroom
    As she impatiently waits in a sexy nightgown
    And thousands of giant penises are flying out of the sun at the planet Earth
    Then the moon with its giant tongue starts licking & licking the planet Earth
    And Saturn’s rings go crashing into your head
    And your head explodes across the universe
    While your penis shoots photon torpedoes at the Klingons
    Then everyone’s eyeballs jump out of their heads
    And fly off into somebody else’s dreams
    And now 8 billions of peoples crawl & crawl all over the planet Earth blindly
    Searching for God’s testicles
    To lead them into heaven. .

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    A Musical Canvas of Madness
    By the Wolf Larsen String Quartet
    A poem by Wolf Larsen

    The violin & viola paint the canvas blue & green
    And blue-&-green splaaaash out of the canvas
    And create a blue & green planet seen from outer space
    By an astronaut floating in all of the beautiful-black-diarrhea surrounding the planet Earth
    And then the cello & double bass play Donald Trump & Joe Biden having an anal sex orgy together in something called the presidential elections
    And the violin & viola circle around-and-around the cello & double bass
    And the universe flies around-and-around and up-&-down
    As the string quartet plays planets bashing into each other
    And suns exploding
    And asteroids & comets crashing into planets
    And then the string quartet plays an artist throwing & splashing paint
    Across-the-canvas & across-the-world & across-the-universe
    And the painter paints the universe
    As the string quartet plays the paint being thrown this way-&-that
    And then the double base draws its last breath...
    While the cello plays the poem dancing away.....
    And the viola plays the darkness strangling the earth...
    And the violin plays the Poet walking away to take a piss...

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