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Jumping Buildings in a Crashing Sky
A poem by Wolf Larsen

I was beating the Polish sausage with a piano sonata
Imagining Barack Obama & Donald Trump & Joe Biden wearing sexy lingerie and dancing around the pole on stage
When thousands of giant seahorses rose out of the ocean and began flying through the air
But then the sky collapsed into a giant testicle farm
This giant testicle farm was where all the political speeches was given by the elephants & asses that smoke crack
But this was the day when the butterflies of tomorrow were devouring all the seahorses in the sky of yesterday
So you skied downhill from the planet Earth to Mars
While you scream delirious caterpillars at all of the planets parachuting out of the sky
But then all of the classical music in Donald Trump’s testicles
Suddenly rebelled against all of the gargoyles in your stomach
So you went insane with all of the butterflies in the sky

Copyright 2020 by Wolf Larsen

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Fields of Dandelions Growing Out of Our Crotches
A poem by Wolf Larsen

Bellybutton monsters were invading the city
But suddenly highways of spermatozoa crashed into your city
And the music inside your genitals was boiling all over the world
So you jumped out of thousands of heads
And you screeched like a freight train jumping out of a penis
While you fornicated with all the statues in the museum
As 6000 human languages all fell on your naked body
So you let all the spaceships of the universe dock inside of your anus
And now all the skyscrapers grow out of the dandelions that grow out of the flying testicles that swim across all the oceans of other planets
Now thank you for your eyes
They were delicious

Copyright 2020 by Wolf Larsen

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Mozart Masturbating While Watching Me ****ing the Wife of the American President
A campaign speech & poem by Wolf Larsen (candidate for Grand Emperor of the public toilet on Mars)
Poem is to be recited by a choir of naked people as the Chicago Symphony Orchestra plays hail to the chief

allegro

Her vagina opens up into a surrealistic universe
Or does her vagina open up into a communistic universe?
Is there a Joe McCarthy clone screaming on every street corner in her vagina?
And as I thrust my spaceship into the big universe of her vagina
Millions of her belly buttons are swirling & flying in the air all around us
And billions of Gardens of Edens growing out of her millions of belly buttons!
Billions of Gardens of Edens growing all over the universe!
And meanwhile I’m entangled in all of these dozens of different blue skies
So that I’m suddenly in bed with the wife of the President of the United States of America
And we’re having a naked Civil War together with lots of ooo-ing & aaa-ing
But then hordes of Genghis Khan soldiers flying humongous dragonflies charge at us
So that me & the naked wife of the President of the United States of America
Are rushing across fields of poppy together as all of the planes from World War I chase after us
And nothing can save us except the eyeballs of the reader

Copyright 2020 by Wolf Larsen

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The Statue of Liberty in a Whore House on Avignon
A poem by Wolf Larsen

I was eating out the Statue of Liberty
And my tongue was creating Paul Gauguin’s art inside the Statue of Liberty’s vagina
And as she sat on my face the Statue of Liberty was singing & moaning medieval Christian hymns
Then the Statue of Liberty’s vagina had a flash-flood of cubism all over my face
The cubism was so delicious that I jumped up and danced with all the sexy sheep of Montana
And then the sunny Sunday afternoon crashed into the universe
And the universe fell into pieces...

Copyright 2020 by Wolf Larsen

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Leonard Bernstein Conducting 10,000 Masturbations
A symphony-poem by Wolf Larsen
Played by 100 naked men in a bathhouse together

Penises are jumping out of all the words
And words are jumping out of all the penises
And the erect penises are growing larger than the skyscrapers
And the penises & the skyscrapers are dancing with each other all over the sky
And millions of buttholes are singing their music to you
And all the lips & tongues in Boys Town are singing opera to all the erections
That are jumping out of symphonies & paintings & sculptures
And God & the Devil & Uncle Sam are having a threesome together
Beneath the sky that’s being painted purple & orange & green
By naked muscle-bound construction workers that are as gorgeous as Greek gods
And now all the male Greek gods are having a pagan orgy of homoerotic everything together
And now I’m ejaculating the ending of the poem all over the faces of Donald Trump & Joe Biden

Copyright 2020 by Wolf Larsen

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Immaculate Conception in the Fields of God
A poem by Wolf Larsen

So my spaceship is traveling through this immense vagina
But now the US President is picking me out of his nose
And the President is flinging me across the humongous symphony inside of Béla Bartók’s brains
But now Béla Bartók’s brains are shattering...
And suddenly I’m amongst a thousand naked clones of myself
In a field of summer days growing as high as the universe
And I & one thousand naked teenage clones of myself are receiving a holy communion of blow jobs from the Catholic priests
And now we’re all ejaculating our songs into the mouths of the Catholic priests
And all the Catholic priests are swallowing our songs of endless joy
And now the handsome Catholic priests & me & my 1000 naked clones are dancing together
We’re dancing the solar systems of the universe swirling-around-the-big-black-hole-of-God’s-anus
And now a bunch of lawyers & Protestants & PC liberals are asking me & my naked clones if we want to press charges against the handsome priests?
“Hell no, we enjoyed it!,” me and my 1000 naked clones reply

Copyright 2020 by Wolf Larsen

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The Holy Sect of the Great Penis
A religion & poem by the Holy Priest of Penises Wolf Larsen

for the painter Marc Debauch

Marc Debauch was conducting the Chicago Anal Sex Orchestra
In playing Wolf Larsen’s poem “Riding 10,000 Penises Through Your Wet Dreams”
When suddenly a thousand naked priests decided to write an opera together
It was the opera where everyone in gay bathhouses across the world sing their orgasms together
But then 100 giant penises with huge mouths
Ate all of the naked priests
So now multicolored rainbows of jism
Are jumping out of men’s penises everywhere
And into the open mouths of statues in plazas across the world
This is where a sky full of blow jobs falls all over us
So the human race all marches off naked into a pornographic movie together
And so the ending of the poem is a mural of debauchery as large as the planet Earth

Copyright 2020 by Wolf Larsen

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A Giant Testicle Floating in Outer Space with Nearly 200 Police States & 8 Billion Human Primates
A poem by Wolf Larsen

for the painter George Grosz

The Atlantic & Pacific oceans are making love
Because the North American continent is dissolving into hamburgers floating up into the air
And on top of all the hamburgers flying in the air are trumpet & saxophone players creating delirious paintings
And now God up in the sky dressed as Ronald McDonald the clown
Begins urinating his Symphony of Comedy all over the planet Earth
And all 200 despots (presidents, prime ministers, dictators, kings, etc.) of the 200 police states of the world
Stand naked under God’s urine falling from the sky
And all the rulers of the world are conducting The Symphony of Police States
(Some with the façade of democracy)
As hunger & disease & war rage around-and-around the planet

Copyright 2020 by Wolf Larsen

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A Field of Crickets ****ing & ****ing & ****ing All Summer Long
A poem by Wolf Larsen

The sidewalk jumps into your vagina
And then your vagina flies up into the sky and devours all the planets
Meanwhile your head Is Rolling Down a street in Kolkata India
And your nipples are at Columbia University discussing philosophy with a thousand penises
So now the time has come to make booty holes with red white & blue patriotism
To wave the American flag proudly at pornographic events like the ones on Capitol Hill & the White House & the state capital & at City Hall
Especially when you roll up the universe in a blunt
And now you’re smoking the universe
And you’re floating into all these Cubist canvases in a space alien’s gigantic testicles
Because right now with your pants down you’re ****ing that Henry Moore sculpture “Nuclear Energy” as a group of onlookers watch & applaud
Of course, Alfred Hitchcock is directing & filming as you **** the Henry Moore sculpture
Then two Tyrannosaurus Rex’s in police uniforms arrive
And they both pull out their penises and ejaculate law & order all over everybody
So now it’s time to go to the butt **** orgy at Cook County Jail
But on the way you’re kidnapped by space aliens with Liberace faces
So for a thousand years the piano is going East & West & North & South on this flying saucer
But then God - who is a giant lizard - catches the flying saucer with his giant tongue - and that’s when God eats you
Burp!

Copyright 2020 by Wolf Larsen

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Drinking Cognac with Dancing Galaxies
A poem by Wolf Larsen

Thousands of human heads fly out of the symphony
And the city’s skyline jumps up and becomes a huge phrase of poetry flying everywhere
And now you’re surrounded by a hurricane of images & painting & musical notes
And then you’re eaten by dozens of clones of yourself
The sidewalk then flies off in hundreds of different directions
And a tidal wave of Beethoven’s symphonies is headed straight at you
But all of Beethoven’s symphonies are swallowed by a jazz musician
Who grabs his saxophone and plays 365 skies all crashing into each other
Then you snort all the planets of the universe up your nose
And now you’re dancing under God’s urine falling from the sky
Next you grab the battering ram of poetry and you crash a big hole through the universe
Then you stuff all the cities of the earth into the big hole of the universe
And now 7 billions of people are swirling around you in a huge tornado
So you sit at the piano and play huge tornadoes all day long
While all the angels are falling out of the sky and crashing into the earth all around you
So your hand & your penis then begin waltzing through the Versailles of Marie Antoinette & Louis XVI
The guillotine is cumming....

Copyright 2020 by Wolf Larsen

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The Vacuum Cleaner that Swallowed Up the Universe
A poem by Wolf Larsen

You & thousands of Igor Stravinsky clones are on a subway train together
Racing off to the “Right of Spring”
But somehow you wound up in the ancient Roman Empire instead
With big classical sculptures growing everywhere
And now huge spaceships driven by all the Igor Stravinsky clones
Are attacking the ancient Roman Empire
So Donald Trump & Julius Caesar summon up millions of naked Andy Warhols
To defend the ancient Roman Empire & McDonald’s French fries
But the Statue of Liberty pulls out her humongous penis from under her dress
And with her humongous penis the Statue of Liberty smashes the Roman Empire into pieces
And then the Germans invaded Italy with their bratwursts and beer
But then Joseph Stalin sends hundreds of Ronald McDonald the clown mercenaries to invade Italy
So now Italy is run by the dictatorship of Mickey Mouse having anal sex with Alice in Wonderland
Now let’s snort this line of poetry together

Copyright 2020 by Wolf Larsen

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LSD Martians Snorting the Dixiecrat Party Up Their Noses
A poem by Wolf Larsen

Millions of brains are growing out of the mushrooms
The mushrooms are growing out of the songs
You’re inhaling the songs up your nose
Suddenly eyeballs are flying all around you
And you’re riding a cowboy song into as many vaginas as you can eat
Now Julius Caesar snorts Albert Einstein up his nose
And then Julius Caesar pisses phrases of poetry all over the millions of brains that are growing out of all the mushrooms
This was during Brazilian Carnival in North Korea
Or maybe it was during the Cuban missile crisis in Antarctica
At any rate you can be sure that this cubism is absolutely delicious
Especially with Fidel Castro & Pablo Picasso dancing the Make-America-Great-Again-conga line across the Pacific Ocean
Because I want to eat delicious strawberry planets all night long
And if we climb up Mount Everest together maybe we’ll find the end of the poem there

Copyright 2020 by Wolf Larsen

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World War III with Delicious Pumpkin Pie
A poem by Wolf Larsen

Hundreds of billions of galaxies are splashing all over the walls of your living room
While your wife mates with a thousand naked clones of Genghis Khan in the kitchen
And your children are jumping off the roof and up into the stars
And your dog is flying around & around you barking about all the millions of giant lizards headed straight to your house from other planets
And that’s when you jump into the television set and you wind up inside of Marie Antoinette’s vagina
And now the giant space-age sperm of hundreds of men are swimming all around you
But since thousands of nuclear missiles are shooting out of the American president’s penis
The time has come to sing the end of the poem

Copyright 2020 by Wolf Larsen

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Homoerotic Immaculate Conceptions at Cook County Jail
A poem by Wolf Larsen

A song jumps out of her vagina and taps you on the shoulder
Then you swallow her with one of your thoughts
And as rocketships blast out of your booty hole into outer space
You feel yourself becoming poetry
Your thousands of clones are rowing Viking ships towards Mars
This is where a giant octopus grabs the planet Earth
But no one notices because everyone is conducting space alien symphonies
And all the fish in the ocean are worshiping the Béla Bartók God
While a black Charles Manson is driving a giant penis into thousands of galaxies
And that’s why I’m ejaculating all my subway trains into the blue sky
And now all the pagan gods in the sky are pregnant from my subway trains
That’s why I’m hijacking this armored car full of money
So I can pay my child support
Would you like some delicious skyscrapers with the end of the poem?

Copyright 2020 by Wolf Larsen

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Make My Balls Great Again!
A poem by Wolf Larsen

You & thousands of green leprechauns are having a parade inside the First Lady’s vagina
And you’re all spray-painting graffiti art along the walls of the First Lady’s vagina
And suddenly all the graffiti art flyyyyys out of the First Lady’s vagina and splaashes all over the sky & the landscape of North America
And now the giant tits of the First Lady appear in the sky above our great nation
And that’s when the American people knew that they were the chosen ones
And the American people fell to their knees from coast-to-coast
In worship of the glorious vision of the First Lady’s tits in the sky
And then the penis of the American President appeared in the sky as well
And the American president’s penis did ejaculate a great oration upon the American people
As the Americans danced with glee in the streets from sea to shining sea
With the red white & blue gooey orations of the President’s penis landing upon them
And all the actors in the pornographic movies are singing the great national anthem
As they do the great patriotic immaculate conception together in front of the cameras
And the donkeys & elephants in suits in whorehouses across the nation
Are doing their own great immaculate conception with the corporate lobbyists
While everyone ****s & pisses all over this great land of America (because there’s no public toilets)
And the legions of homeless picking through the garbage cans for food
Finally find the ending of this poem

Copyright 2020 by Wolf Larsen