Blue & Yellow Poem
A poem by Wolf Larsen
It’s a poem with bullet holes all over it
It’s a poem with Art Nouveau façades & doorways
It’s a poem of miles & miles of marijuana growing everywhere
It’s a poem with thousands of voices screaming poetry 24 hours a day
It’s a poem with a silent dying whisper
Copyright 2020 by Wolf Larsen
Warning: Do NOT read this if you have a problem with obscenity, or if you are very religious.
Opera in the Park
A poem by Wolf Larsen
Two men in the bushes are creating an erotic sculpture together
One sings in a deep voice that creates the blue sky
The other sings in a higher voice that creates flowers growing on all the planets
Then asteroids & comets begin shooting across the sky
And all the angels in heaven sleep naked together under the stars
Copyright 2020 by Wolf Larsen
An interview with Wolf Larsen:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dRc5...l=MaddieWiener
Poets are Painters, & Vice versa
A poem by Wolf Larsen
I paint Matisse all over the walls & ceilings of our living rooms
In words
And we sit on our Art Nouveau thrones
As we talk to each other across the universe
We open our mouths and collages of sculpture & painting & opera all dance together in one voice
After we have conquered all the planets
Copyright 2020 by Wolf Larsen
Warning: Do NOT read this if you have a problem with obscenity, or if you are very religious.
The Poet Laureate of Harold’s Chicken Shack
A poem by Wolf Larsen
I run naked through the downtown crowds with my sword drawn
As I scream out my poetry to the gods in everyone’s testicles
Then I run up to the statue of a man on a horse and proclaim myself to be the greatest God of Words in all the universe!
And I chop the man off the horse and I mount the horse
As I demand that the pigeons honor me by ****ting their Nobel Prizes for Literature all over me
And when the police come I serenade them with an obscene opera of poetry
Before I am honored with a hail of bullets and fall to my death
Copyright 2020 by Wolf Larsen
A Bouquet of Flowers
A poem by Wolf Larsen
I sing you a luscious sunset dripping all over you
And the violins play my smile creating a garden of Eden growing all around you
Then the harp plays my kisses lifting you up into the air
And now the timpani drums are playing the wild animals inside of us
I sing you an Art Deco skyscraper
While the flute plays your valley of wildflowers opening up to poetry
And together we create a symphony of wonder
And the spring rains are about to come any moment
And soon a happy tree of singing birds begins growing inside of you
Copyright 2020 by Wolf Larsen
Warning: Do NOT read this if you have a problem with obscenity, or if you are very religious.
The Sun Dripping the Devil’s Jism All Over Us
A poem by Wolf Larsen
Words are dripping out of the poems like paint
And I paint still-lifes of derangement & chaos
That swallow the viewer in tidal waves
Of opera voices floating out of the mouths of the dead
This poem is filled with gravestones
Copyright 2020 by Wolf Larsen
Warning: do NOT read this if you have a problem with obscenity.
Just Starting on Weed & a Six Pack
A poem by Wolf Larsen
I’m not a penis because of the soup!
You are my Eastern Bloc on fire!
I love you as much as the rabbits love nuclear war!
Let’s dance to rapid-rapid-round-and-round music!
My penis! My penis! My penis!
Copyright 2020 by Wolf Larsen
Warning: Do NOT read this if you have a problem with obscenity.
I Am in Your Balls?
A poem by Wolf Larsen
We are only as crazy as each other
We ate our way through the universe until we got here
We jumped through the oceans and then went through several phases of cubism on land
Before we became humans
What will make us extinct?
Copyright 2020 by Wolf Larsen
The Big Bang Jumps Out of My Pen!
A poem by Wolf Larsen
Up jumps in front of you
Then you jumps in front of you
And you and you are staring at each other
Suddenly, the planet changes
And verbs are eating everything alive
Then a bird lands on your shoulder, and tells you it does not exist
Then you become a bird
And you fly away into this poem
Copyright 2020 by Wolf Larsen
Warning: Do NOT read this if you have a problem with obscenity.
Wednesday with Cherry Sauce All Over
A poem by Wolf Larsen
Once upon a time
All the words rioted against the Poet
So the Poet pulled out his Dick and urinated all over the English language
Then a transvestite Idi Amin & the naked Roman army showed up
And everybody lived happily ever after
Copyright 2020 by Wolf Larsen
Wolf Larsen performs his poetry on YouTube:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vf1QyUtZos0&t=4s&ab_channel=WolfLarsen
The Glenn Miller Band Being Listened to by Some Space Alien on the Other Side of the Universe
A poem by Wolf Larsen
All the inanimate objects in your studio apartment are laughing & crying
The coffee maker is singing your 2nd favorite drug to you
The liquor store is screaming at you from two blocks away
A vagina sings some words to you from the telephone
And then a chorus of mushroom clouds sings mankind’s future
Copyright 2020 by Wolf Larsen
A Train Into Your Head
A poem by Wolf Larsen
I’m scrambling you up into my brains
While the blue & green vomit of the world rolls around-&-around each other
As the Poet takes out the Big Pen between his legs and urinates words all over the ground
And the sun in the sky smiles a big psycho smile all over us
Copyright 2020 by Wolf Larsen
Warning: Do NOT read this if you have a problem with obscenity.
Words Are Growing Out of the Trees
A poem by Wolf Larsen
The words are all singing their chaos
The words are dancing & dancing in chaos around-&-around the reader
And the reader is running through thousands of vaginas
While all the penises sing the stars up into the sky
And a bunch of tomorrows start knocking on the reader’s door
Copyright 2020 by Wolf Larsen
Warning: Do NOT read this if you have a problem with obscenity, or if you are very religious.
The Opera of Everything
A poem by Wolf Larsen
All the statues are walking out of the art museums and down the streets to the bars & whorehouses
Then all the capitalist politicians (dressed like clowns) are flying around like bats as they blabber & promise & lie
Meanwhile, everyone is painting their sexual fantasies all over the walls of the buildings
And now all the walls of the city are a pornographic canvas of Cubism & Fauvism & Impressionism
And finally, the naked orgies in the streets begin under the smiling gaze of the Big Dick Emperor in the sky
Copyright 2020 by Wolf Larsen
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A Poet is a Porno Magician
A poem by Wolf Larsen
I feel yet another poem percolating in my balls!
I simply cannot resist ejaculating poetry all over everyone & everything!
Let the human race get on their knees naked before me!
And they shall receive my gooey white poetry all over their faces!
Copyright 2020 by Wolf Larsen
Wolf Larsen performs his poetry on YouTube:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pwXN7bVY4uM&t=19s&ab_channel=WolfLarsen
Warning: Do NOT read this if you have a problem with obscenity.
The Music of His Lips Upon My ****
A poem by Wolf Larsen
His lips on my Dick are moving to the rhythms of Tchaikovsky’s Symphonies!
As his mouth moves up-&-down 100 art movements are shining upon us from the sun!
All the factories across the world are producing endless phrases of poetry!
All the painters of the world are painting masterpieces with my splashing spermatozoa!
Copyright 2020 by Wolf Larsen
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Clowns & Flying Penises & Drunken Space Aliens
A poem by Wolf Larsen
A thousand clowns are flying penises around & around the
Phrases of poetry that are flying around & around the flying penises
And then a drunken space alien barfs a million naked Mary Poppins falling out of the sky
And then a giant flying nipple crashes into the planet Earth
And all the volcanoes spurt fauvist poetry & colors up into the sky
Copyright 2020 by Wolf Larsen
Warning: Do NOT read this if you have a problem with obscenity, or if you are very religious.
It’s Raining on Another Planet
A poem by Wolf Larsen
A dog ran up to you and demanded to be eaten
And then all the words of this poem devoured the dog in a delicious feast
The spirit of the dog floated up to heaven and bit God in the ***
That’s when God shat all the churches & cathedrals all over the planet
And all the priests & altar boys danced & danced together in all the churches & cathedrals
And all the priests & altar boys danced & danced happily ever after
Copyright 2020 by Wolf Larsen
Warning: Do NOT read this if you have a problem with obscenity.
A Romantic Opera on Mount Everest
A poem by Wolf Larsen
As she sings her vagina flies up to the moon
As he sings his penis shoots off to the stars
Her nipples begin broadcasting radio programming across outer space
His spermatozoa are words just itching to be splashed all over the page
When she opens her legs to him she already wants to make a baby with a stranger
Copyright 2020 by Wolf Larsen
Sing a Gothic Greatness
A poem by Wolf Larsen
I give you all my tornadoes
Symphonies crash around me wherever I walk
My phrases of poetry jump off the ground and zoom off to everywhere
And everyone in the streets sings in opera voices their despair & frustrations & mounting anger
And I daydream happily of the day when I will be a guillotine operator
Copyright 2020 by Wolf Larsen
A Dog Jumps Out of this Poem, and Then…
A poem by Wolf Larsen
The dog is chasing after the blue sky
A tornado jumps out of the dog’s brains
And now the dog is chasing after the tornado as the tornado flies around-&-around the reader
The reader eats the dog, jumps on top of the tornado, and the reader rides the tornado off into the sunset
And then the sunset explodes into a bunch of words flying everywhere
Copyright 2020 by Wolf Larsen
Wolf Larsen performs more poetry on YouTube:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NONVH353Uzg&ab_channel=WolfLarsen
How Will the Poem End?
A poem by Wolf Larsen
The poem sings in all directions
The beats of the poem go boom & bang across thousands of years
Instruments both ancient & modern play the poem together
The poem began when the first man stood upright
And the poem will continue to play until the mushroom clouds come
Or will artificial intelligence end the poem?
2020
a poem by Wolf Larsen
A tidal wave of hopelessness splashes out of the poem
As I paint the entire city an empty dark Gothic abyss
And everyone’s sexual genitalia begins playing medieval music
All the dogs of the city become so lonely they begin devouring themselves
The cats begin devouring each other
And the people have all starved to death into dust
Copyright 2020 by Wolf Larsen
Bring Back the Guillotine, Please!
A poem by Wolf Larsen
Rivers & seas & oceans of blood from endless wars!
Disabled veterans begging in the streets abandoned by the government!
Endless rooms of gold for the rich!
And pennies on payday for the workers!
From liberal Tweedledee to conservative Tweedledum the musical chairs of politicians changes nothing!
Divided by race & gender & nationality & religion & sexual preference - we workers fight each other - why?
Think of the bourgeois pigs going around-&-around on a rotisserie!
Doesn’t it make your mouth water?
Or am I just hungry?
Copyright 2020 by Wolf Larsen
Advance permission is given to all to share/reproduce/publish the above poem as long as credit is given to the poet, the intent of such publication is not hostile, and the text of the poem is not edited.
Warning: do NOT read this if you have a problem with obscenity.
A Poem Sculpture
A poem by Wolf Larsen
The poem curves and rolls and turns around & around itself
The poem is a spontaneous sculpture of penises & breasts & booties all sticking out of each other
The poem throws sensuous words to the winds
Then the poem flies to all the cities of the world
Then the poem suddenly jumps out of all the cities of the world
And the poem throws the urban images of 200 countries all around us
As we dance to all the voices in our heads
Copyright 2020 by Wolf Larsen
Warning: Do NOT read this if you have a problem with obscenity, or if you are very religious.
Santa Claus Sitting on the Toilet Reading Playboy Magazine
A poem by Wolf Larsen
A thousand naked monks are dancing in the forests of marijuana
And the naked nuns climbing up the magical marijuana forest to heaven
Are all singing of the Christmas joy of immaculate conception
While Jesus on the cross gets an erection
And the angels & devils exchange gifts of dildos & blowup dolls
While God & the Virgin Mary sing the Opera of 69 together
Copyright 2020 by Wolf Larsen
Wolf Larsen performs his poetry on YouTube:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7eKmJOQnOl0&ab_channel=WolfLarsen
Warning: Do NOT read this if you have a problem with obscenity.
December Sunshine
A poem by Wolf Larsen
Penises & flowers are growing all around me
As I sing an opera to all the dogs ****ing around the world
Meanwhile, a dog with the face of the American President is humping my leg
While he humps my leg the dog is barking the State of the Union Address
And then all the US Congressman lower their pants and beg to be spanked by the Poet
Copyright 2020 by Wolf Larsen
Warning: Do NOT read this if you have a problem with obscenity.
Love Poem to My Right Hand
A poem by Wolf Larsen
It’s a lovely summer day in Chicago
In December
And all the skyscrapers are ejaculating Santa Claus’ jism
All over the fertile earth
And now the fertile earth is pregnant with space aliens
And my love for you makes flowers grow out of everyone’s heads
Thank you, right hand!
For bringing so much luscious green valleys of joy into my life
Copyright 2020 by Wolf Larsen
Warning: Do NOT read this if you have a problem with obscenity.
My Balls Are Politically Incorrect
A poem by Wolf Larsen
The Garden of Eden grows inside her pussy
Her feet smell like a Hieronymus Bosch painting
Her swirling-around-eyes are as crazy as an anal sex opera on Mars
As she walks her booty moves like sexual symphonies
Her naked belly button for all to see in December whispers about global warming
I love her for one small moment of sunshine
Copyright 2020 by Wolf Larsen
Warning: Do NOT read this if you have a problem with obscenity.
Another 6 Pack of Corona and…
A poem by Wolf Larsen
I’m walking through a maze of marijuana on Mars
And all the naked Josephine Baker clones are dancing around me
And zillions of naked white men & naked black women
Are creating beautiful art together everywhere
In the gardens of Eden growing all over the universe
Copyright 2020 by Wolf Larsen
Warning: Do NOT read this if you have a problem with obscenity.
Dog Missing
A poem by Wolf Larsen
I’m not saying that insanity is the answer
But I’m not saying it isn’t
Or cannibalism
Yummy!
But the greatest philosophy in the world
Comes out of that hole in my buttocks
Here puppy!
Yummy!
Copyright 2020 by Wolf Larsen
Warning: Do NOT read this if you have a problem with obscenity, or if you are very religious.
Here Comes My Seventh HIV Test!
A poem by Wolf Larsen
Let’s sing the Song of Syphilis to each other!
Giant genital wart mountains shall appear everywhere all over the great testicle of Earth!
We shall swim through the Seas of Gonorrhea!
Let us get on our knees and pray to Chlamydia!
We shall declare herpes to be our king!
Long live King Herpes!
And Chlamydia shall be our god!
Let us climb up the Genital Wart Mountains of the Himalayas!
While the Chicago Symphony Orchestra plays the wonderful Symphony of Syphilis!
And the grand finale is Gonorrhea winning the Nobel Peace Prize!
Copyright 2020 by Wolf Larsen
Wolf performs his poetry on YouTube:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EvvY4oiz_SM&t=1s&ab_channel=WolfLarsen
Is Human Flesh Delicious?
A poem by Wolf Larsen
Let all the planets drip with blood!
Let our swords slash & cut through all the human languages!
Let the wrecking balls destroy the moon & the sun!
Poetry will destroy & create everything!
Sanity & insanity will devour everything!
And then sanity & insanity will devour each other!
Only the end of the poem can save you!
Copyright 2020 by Wolf Larsen
Warning: Do NOT read this if you have a problem with obscenity.
The Opera of Man & Woman
A poem by Wolf Larsen
With his tongue he plays the Chicago Symphony Orchestra inside her pussy
And she sings a big splash of Jackson Pollock across the universe
Then her lips sing an operatic aria around his ****
Then his **** creates all of Mahler’s symphonies inside of her
And the violins play the growing chaotic frenzy of all the swooshing-swaying postmodernism in his Balzac
And now the trumpet plays the Great Charge of his postmodernism spurting everywhere
And the harp plays the man & woman floating up into the clouds together
Copyright 2020 by Wolf Larsen
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Blubba Blabber Blipper
A poem by Wolf Larsen
A big statue of a naked Greek God towering above me
Is giving a blow job to all the space aliens in heaven
That’s when Mickey Mouse floats down from His throne in the clouds
And now Mickey Mouse & all the ancient Greek gods are dancing around the big American Hamburger God Ronald McDonald
Then the ancient Greek gods go smoke crack somewhere
And Mickey Mouse & Ronald McDonald are now dancing a homoerotic ballet dance together
They both look so good in those white tights!
And Ronald McDonald & Mickey Mouse then fly off to ancient Rome on a flying chariot of reindeer driven by Santa
And then Ronald McDonald & Mickey Mouse get married in a wedding ceremony presided over by the Satanic priest Julius Caesar
But then the USA invades the ancient Roman Empire because of Julius Caesar’s marriage to the terrorist Osama bin Laden
So Julius Caesar, Osama bin Laden, Mickey Mouse, & Ronald McDonald all sail on the Mayflower to Mars with the pilgrims
And everybody enjoys happy booty hole ever after
Copyright 2020 by Wolf Larsen
Warning: Do NOT read this if you have a problem with obscenity, or if you are very religious.
The Honorable Chlamydia M. Herpes for President!
A poem by Wolf Larsen
Vincent van Gogh & a prostitute are having sex inside a giant ear
That’s flying through outer space
Then God catches the ear and starts eating it
But then a space minnow ate God
And after that everybody got chlamydia and lived happily ever after
Copyright 2020 by Wolf Larsen
Dandelions Growing All Over the Universe
A poem by Wolf Larsen
Millions & millions of the readers’ heads are bouncing & bouncing on the moon
And all the millions of readers’ heads are singing & singing love poems
To all the big Dick grasshoppers hopping from planet to planet
In a universe made out of the reader’s splattered brains
Copyright 2020 by Wolf Larsen
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Don Quixote Sucking Wolf Larsen’s Dick
A poem by Wolf Larsen
So I’m riding into town on a four-legged penis
And all the fair maidens in town open up their legs to me
And the fair maidens reach into their vaginas and pull out phrases of poetry miles & miles long
And the next thing the reader knows he’s entangled in miles & miles of poetry
And now I’m riding away on my four-legged penis
As the reader pleads with me to entangle him from all the miles & miles of poetry
And then the sun & moon in the sky begin laughing
Copyright 2020 by Wolf Larsen
Warning: Do NOT read this if you have a problem with obscenity.
3 Days Sober
A poem by Wolf Larsen
You’re waltzing through the fires of a thousand vaginas
When suddenly an avalanche of giant testicles comes falling down the mountain
So you’re running for your life through a forest of giant pubic hairs
Trying frantically to escape from all the giant testicles falling & crashing all around you
But then you’re eaten by the end of the poem
Copyright 2020 by Wolf Larsen
Oh Guillotine! I Love You! Please Come Back!
A poem by Wolf Larsen
Washington DC & Wall Street are the biggest whorehouses on the planet!
The two political parties of liberal gobbledygook & conservative gobbledygook
Are two Looney Tunes sects of crazies with their fingers on the atomic button
The white & black politicians compete with each other to see which can **** more endless diarrhea
Out of those toilets in their faces
And the female politicians with their strap-ons
Ain’t no different than the male politicians
And every bourgeois pig has two hands
With a Democratic puppet on one hand
And a Republican puppet on the other
Copyright 2020 by Wolf Larsen
Advance permission is given to all to share the above poem in either physical or Internet form, as long as credit is given to the poet, the wording of the poem is not changed in any manner, and the intent of such publication is not hostile.