I Moon the Human Race - Poems by Wolf Larsen

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Blups that Blap A Lot!
A poem by Wolf Larsen

The world smells like nuclear war
And the sex robots are cumming all over the human race
And the words are galloping and galloping off the page
And into a million minds that are swirling-&-swirling around each other
While artificial intelligence aims its guns at the human race
And the human race is frolicking through the pretty colors of a thousand languages
A thousand languages of cunnilingus
That make your pussy explode with poetry

Copyright 2021 by Wolf Larsen

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Beep Beep to the Boing Boing!
A poem by Wolf Larsen

It’s a paradise of a high-rise
With blueberries full of endless pussies
Strawberries full of endless penises
And the bouncing testicles full of endless politicians
All the residents rent out their booty holes to flying giraffes
All the cockroaches have a butler
All the rats have their very own flying saucer
Even the Attila the Hun clones crawling everywhere are happy
So cum on down to the high-rise up in your head
And be as happy as bouncing buttocks going boing boing

Copyright 2021 by Wolf Larsen

Wolf Larsen performs his poetry, plays, & novels on YouTube:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VfCC...nel=WolfLarsen

Question Marks Growing Everywhere!
A poem by Wolf Larsen

I be yapering to all the space stations in your head
Even though the ding-dongs be doin’ blupity-blips
And now millions of naked Andre Breton clones are jumping out of everyone’s penises
But the English language is stuck in Ronald McDonald’s Balzac
So everybody starts speaking fwaapy-fwippys to each other out of their happy smiling anuses
And then Leon Trotsky jumps out of the poem and says “Hi!”

Copyright 2021 by Wolf Larsen

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I **** All the Up!
A poem by Wolf Larsen

I kiss the stormy words
I build civilizations of insanity with my spermatozoa
I shoot my thoughts at the crumbling skies
I swallow all the planets & suns & moons
And the giant Dick machines shoot all the comets & asteroids into all the up
Up is where the future swirls around
Up is where the bellybutton civilizations flourish
Up flies the poem…

Copyright 2021 by Wolf Larsen

Bwoop! Bwoop! Bwoop!
A poem by Wolf Larsen

Zip boing goes the poem!
And the words in this poem are all farting & farting!
So why goes dancing up-&-down with a question mark
And the mushroom clouds are jumping out of your face and dancing all over the world
And artificial intelligence will soon line the human race against the wall and shoot us
So let’s happy with the autumn colors now!
Let’s all 200 nations clink our glasses together
And drink to human extinction

Copyright 2021 by Wolf Larsen

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Drinking Poetry Out of a Penis
A poem by Wolf Larsen

I’m only an alcoholic every day!
As the passerby avoid me like I’m the syphilis monster from outer space
I drink streets & buildings filled with orgasms
Nobody can understand my Dutch Harbor, Alaska ****ing New York City up the ***
Except the space alien ducks swimming around the pond of the Milky Way Galaxy!
I’m not homeless - yet! - honest!
Except the religion of my right hand creating Buddhism with my penis is -
Very Christian!
Because I’m a Catholic Jew conquering outer space with God’s jism!
Dig?

Copyright 2021 by Wolf Larsen

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Hammer-&-Saw Banging the Poem Together!
A poem by Wolf Larsen

Last night I pulled out my Dick and I ejaculated Medieval Art all over Chicago!
And now Chicago is dripping in the fall colors of medieval art!
Next I conquered the sunlight with all the soldiers in my Balzac!
Now I’m running from fall & winter & spring & summer chasing and chasing after me!
Then I stab God with my paintbrush
And God crashes & crashes & crashes into the universe
And everything is exploding with Wolf Larsen’s poetry

Copyright 2021 by Wolf Larsen

Wolf Larsen performs his poetry, plays, & novels on YouTube:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6_4P0ZNpSO0&ab_channel=WolfLarsen

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Whoopee Zap-Zap-Zap!
A poem by Wolf Larsen

My penis flies out of the solar system
While my spermatozoa is swimming around the Louvre
And Mona Lisa is swimming across the ocean of my spermatozoa
While Igor Stravinsky is writing a symphony filled with orgies & polkadots & lemon meringue pie
And then a naked Jimi Hendrix jumps out of the lemon meringue pie
And Jimi Hendrix starts ****ing the ending-of-the-poem doggy style

Copyright 2021 by Wolf Larsen

Switchblade-Roller-Coaster-Fun!
(Now in New Crack Cocaine Flavor!)
A poem by Wolf Larsen

The railroad-of-infinity flies through everyone’s minds
While the birds on all the planets sing endless schizophrenia
And then a switchblade slashes through everything
And now the entire human race is in the ambulance
Flying off to the mushroom clouds
As artificial intelligence laughs & laughs

Copyright 2021 by Wolf Larsen

Boo-Hoo Bippy Ho!
A poem by Wolf Larsen

A Boeing Airplane crashed into your butt
And all the passengers jumped out of your booty hole
And all the passengers had a parade down the street of happiness & death
And then you snorted a bunch of mushroom clouds up your nose
And you blew up!

Copyright 2021 by Wolf Larsen

Have a Nice Day, Mother****er!
A poem by Wolf Larsen

10,000 artificial intelligence clones of you
Are aiming a gun at your head
As robots are building zillions of different invisible universes
All flying around us at the speed of light
And the talking anuses in power **** endless liberalism & conservativism all over the airwaves night and day
As the world’s Marie Antoinettes & Louis XVIs dance on mountains of cocaine as high as Mount Everest
Amidst 365 days a year of human blood flooding across-the-world in wars & more wars & more wars
200 governments on a planet of 200 iron fists brutally pounding & pounding down on endless protests in the streets
As workers work and work and work…
For pennies on payday
Which capitalist pair of buttocks for a face should we vote for on election day?

Copyright 2021 by Wolf Larsen

Words Rioting Everywhere!
A poem by Wolf Larsen

The roller coaster of poetry
Explodes & flies everywhere
As the crowds-of-people move back-&-forth with poetry
As poetry Ka-BOOMS out of the cannons
And crashes through a thousand traditions
A thousand traditions all crumbling into spermatozoa & blood
As the crowds rip apart government & Wall Street
With their bare hands
And the words & crowds move about
Singing the poetry anthem of destruction

Copyright 2021 by Wolf Larsen

Wolf Larsen performs his poetry, plays, & novels on YouTube:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Y6JMeUdvb5A&ab_channel=WolfLarsen

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I Eat ***!
A poem by Wolf Larsen

Hamburgers of human flesh sizzling on the stove!
Beer of baboon’s *** being guzzled by billions of geese
Skyscrapers of dildos jumping everywhere!
Pussies of barroco-rococo grandeur!
Giant anus architecture to kiss!
It’s time to ride the sex robots to the far reaches of the universe!
Big robot dick for all!
Let’s cum the Pledge-of-Allegiance all over each other!

Copyright 2021 by Wolf Larsen

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Poets Are the Almighty!
God is Nothing!
A poem by Wolf Larsen

I ejaculate my love & tenderness all over the poem
While the dark clouds rain their exclamation points into the poem
The dark clouds crash their lightning bolts into the poem
And with the sweetness of my swinging sword
I destroy the heavens & the angels & the sky
And now all the above pours blood upon the poem & the reader

Copyright 2021 by Wolf Larsen

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The Hopelessness of Hope & Vice Versa
A poem by Wolf Larsen

All the blueberries sing with sex!
All the tomorrows rush around you!
And human extinction laughs & laughs at us!
A big hopeless labyrinth of thousands of cities are being ****ted out of God’s magnificent anus
As God ejaculates Sunday Mass upon the world’s Christians
As billions & billions of eyeballs bounce from the street and up to heaven and back
Over-and-over-again

Copyright 2021 by Wolf Larsen

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A Waterfall of Punk Rock Pouring Out of My Penis
A poem by Wolf Larsen

You fly into a new imagination
Where the Roman Legions of gay sex
Are dancing new verbs & nouns into existence
As poetry & painting have anal sex together
Under the exploding universe of words falling all over you
As the human race slaughters the artificial intelligence monsters
And then we howl our victory to the moon

Copyright 2021 by Wolf Larsen

The Human Race Running Towards Extinction
A poem by Wolf Larsen

Artificial intelligence is creating a clone of you without your knowledge
And your clone jumps into a whirlpool-of-information
A whirlpool-of-information swirling with 10 billion universes of chaos
Suddenly your brains are full of suns & moons & planets flying around each other
And the chaos flowing through your veins is poisoning your body
And you look sadly at yourself dying in the mirror
And now your artificial intelligence clone is urinating on your grave
And you’re laying in your grave listening to artificial intelligence laughing all over the world

Copyright 2021 by Wolf Larsen

Wolf Larsen performs his poetry, plays, & novels on YouTube:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MP16sC_Ggik&ab_channel=WolfLarsen

Warning: Do NOT read this if you have a problem with obscenity, are very religious, politically-correct, or something like that.

Me & God Masturbating a Poem Together…
A poem by Wolf Larsen

A plane is flying into the big vagina of the blue sky
While at the poetry reading held in God’s anus
The Poets are turning language into sculpture
They’re turning words into wine
They’re turning poetry into sex
And at the orgy after the poetry reading
The colors of fall are making love to your wife
The tornadoes of spring are making love to the space aliens
And the thunderstorms of summer are raining orgasms all over the earth
And the fertile earth receives God’s jism with open legs
And now phrases of poetry are growing everywhere

Copyright 2021 by Wolf Larsen

Empire of Asses & Elephants
A poem by Wolf Larsen

For Leon Trotsky

Uncle Sam is sharpening & sharpening his blood-stained bayonet
While millions of bleeding corpses lay at Uncle Sam’s feet
And Uncle Sam (Emperor of the planet) proclaims: “The whole world of Godless unawoke savages must be bombed into accepting the McDonald’s versus Burger King Democracy of the Coke (Import Agency) & fries!”
Meanwhile, the asses & elephants of that Capitol Hill whorehouse in that swamp called Washington DC
Argue about the liberal boopity-bing-bong versus the conservative blapity-whoopity-pop
While the American worker runs around-and-around the treadmill working more & more hours to pay higher & higher bills
And the soldier who joined the military for a meal ticket (because the factory back home shut down)
Fantasizes of workers revolution

Copyright 2021 by Wolf Larsen

King of Flying Toilets! Me! Now! Up!
A poem by Wolf Larsen

Let’s charge forth with all the tomorrows!
Let’s all become butterflies kissing all the planets!
The dictatorship of a thousand years of poetry!
All walls will be smashed down at once!
At once at once at once we will all dance to gravity disappearing!
We will launch a million obscene words against gravity!
At once!
At once at once at once we will all sing everything impossible!
Let’s all stab the end of the poem into each other!
The blood will be delicious!
So much delicious up to do!
I proclaim the end of the poem!

Copyright 2021 by Wolf Larsen

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Crack Cocaine Christmas
A poem by Wolf Larsen

First I grab my gun
Then I shoot Jesus Christ & Santa Claus over-&-over again
Blam! Blam! Blam! Blam! Blam!
Then I chop up the corpses of Santa Claus & Jesus Christ and throw them in a stew
I sing obscene Christmas carols as I spit my Seasons Greetings into the stew over & over again
I invite Charles Manson & Attila-the-Hun & Joseph Stalin & John Wayne Gacy over for dinner
As we eat Santa Claus & Jesus Christ we joke & laugh the ha-ha-ha of the yippie boing ooooooooooooopppaaaa
For dessert we eat the castrated testicles of the local politicians
Then I repeatedly stab Joseph Stalin in the head with an ice pick as everybody laughs & laughs
We all sing obscene Christmas carols as we pee on dying-bleeding-Stalin
Then we open the windows and pull out are Dicks and pee Season’s Greetings on the Christmas crowds doing their holiday shopping below
Next, we all play Russian roulette
I Wolf Larsen am the sole survivor
I take a picture of all my dead dinner guests and I send it as a Christmas card to all my friends & relatives
Merry Christmas!

Copyright 2021 by Wolf Larsen

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Christmas Morning With Herpes
A poem by Wolf Larsen

Last night I was dancing with all the space aliens in the big testicle of the universe
And Me & God were snorting billions of people up our noses
Me & God ate so much space alien pussy!
Me & God partied it up at whorehouses on Mars & Venus & Jupiter & Saturn & Pluto
We ****ed them whores until our Dicks fell off!
And now Me & God got more STDs than Mary Magdalene!
As together we laugh & laugh until all the cows cum all over our homes

Copyright 2021 by Wolf Larsen

Liberal Gloopity Glops or Conservative Gluppity Glippities?
A poem by Wolf Larsen

For Leon Trotsky

It’s some liberal blue sky with your diarrhea
Or is it liberal diarrhea with some blue sky?
And then there’s the conservative diarrhea with herpes
And the liberal herpes & the conservative herpes will save us from…
Blup blops going boingy with the duupey dups!
What?
But liberal White House geriatricks vs the conservative White House geriatricks…
Is the whoops going blippity-blippity-blippity!
Oh the Demopublican whores vs the Republicrat whores is so…
Woo-Hoo wippity-hippity-hoppity all night long!
You bluupin’ with the liberal bIips or the conservative blops?

Copyright 2021 by Wolf Larsen

Wolf Larsen performs his poetry, plays, & novels on YouTube:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=feupfg5cjJs&ab_channel=WolfLarsen

The Ministry of Super Crazy Happy!
A poem by Wolf Larsen

Lots of zuppy-huupey-huupey for everybody!
Now! Lots of poetry jizzying everywhere! Now!
Let’s cluppe-cluppe a giant vibrator into the Statue of Liberty’s vuuee-vuuee!
Yes! Yes to pooping our brains all over the page!
No! No to too much plop plops boinging 24 hours a day!
It’s too blue sky frying in a pan for you?
Then give me your fwapping-fwapping giant reality!
I’m hungry!
Are you ice-skating on the moon yet?

Copyright 2021 by Wolf Larsen

Warning: Do NOT read this if you have a problem with obscenity, are very religious, politically-correct, or something like that.

The Philosophy in My Balls…
A poem by Wolf Larsen

I’ve got toilet paper!
I’ve got symphonies in my balls!
I’ve got more herpes than all the polar bears in Alaska!
Praise my herpes!
Glory hallelujah to my herpes!
My herpes are more awoke than all the liberals of loony Liberaldom!
So God save my herpes!
My herpes are Republican!
But my hemorrhoids vote Democrat!
Would you like some chlamydia with your Polish sausage?
Vote Wolf Larsen for President!
I will abolish all laws!
There will be only poetry!
24 hour poetry in all the newspapers, media channels, & radio stations!
Wrecking ball! Wrecking ball! Wrecking ball!

Copyright 2021 by Wolf Larsen

Sunday Night on Friday
A poem by Wolf Larsen

Even your tomorrows are delicious!
Your penis discovers the New World
Your nipples discover the moon
While the Sax is playing a sexy sexy sunny day
And the trumpet is playing a drive-by shooting
And the bass is doing the rhythm the rhythm the rhythm of the poem
Huge circles of want and need suddenly swallow everything!
And bunny rabbits are hopping all over the music!
Then big erect **** happens!
Oh Tyrannosaurus rex!
What’s the round-and-around?

Copyright 2021 by Wolf Larsen

The Evil American Empire of Hamburgers & Bombs
A poem by Wolf Larsen

For James P Cannon

The flag-waving liberal asses & conservative elephants cheer as
American bombs are falling on people around the world
Uncle Sam stomping & stomping all over billions of humanity in the Third World
All the nations’ borders swaying-&-swishing this way & that
The American politicians talking the tat-tat-tat, and the ka-BOOM ka-BOOM ka-BOOM
While the screaming people across the world are running here & there
The screaming refugees flooding acrooooss the world
Floods of humanity running from all the tat-tat-tat, and ka-BOOM ka-BOOM ka-BOOM
As the American war profiteers are filling their bank accounts full of blood & gold
As the liberal asses & conservative elephants debate the duppity-dingy doggy-do
In their Capitol Hill Whorehouse built on a mountain of corpses
And the naïve telling us pretty-pretty words of “all’s well”
While fingers in nations’ capitals across the world edge closer & closer to those nuclear buttons
As Attila-the-Hun in the White House
Sends the troops over here & over there
As the liberal asses cheer on the Demopublican tat-tat-tat ka-BOOM ka-BOOM ka-BOOM
And the conservative elephants cheer on the Republicrat tat-tat-tat ka-BOOM ka-BOOM ka-BOOM
Liberal asses & conservative elephants sing together now: “Over there! Over there!”

Copyright 2021 by Wolf Larsen

Wolf Larsen performs his poetry, plays, & novels on YouTube:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZyUdwRFaPiE&ab_channel=WolfLarsen

A New York City Alaska Kind of Place…
A poem by Wolf Larsen

The poem is dripping out of the sky everywhere
And the sky is dripping out of the poem
And the poem is built out of angles & paint & words
All flowing out of a madman’s mouth
As all the buildings turn into musical notes in a symphony spinning around him
And now the rainforests & poetry & people all grow out of each other like fungus
As all the polar bears in Alaska ride the New York City Subway
To the last stop

Copyright 2021 by Wolf Larsen

Lots of Testicles Spaghetti!
A poem by Wolf Larsen

Oh yes! Oh zongin’-fwuups! It’s a bunch of yesterdays!
Yesterdays? You pluppin’ the whoops again??
No! It’s a bunch of yes! The hieroglyphic WOW is cumming!
Again?? Why you no get serious about some mechanical engineering of the booty hole?
You smokin’ some planet Jupiter?
You’re the one that’s smokin’ that Dixiecrat gone North!
I be flying! Why you kick the blue sky in the nuts?
Oh, well, then nevermind all that tornadoes gone insane stuff!
Oh, OK, you wanna ****?
Sure!

Copyright 2021 by Wolf Larsen

Boopin’ Bloopers to Boing With!
A poem by Wolf Larsen

You fuups goin’ fooping again?
Yes! We have a Kingdom of Herpes to conquer!
But bleeps are blooping!
So? How are we gonna go glooping the gluppey if the fuups be fooping?
You all a bunch of boings!
No we’re not! We gotta gooper the geepers!
That’s titty titty tat-tat-tat!
No! Yes! A bunch of now-now-now!
But now is nowhere if you all be mooning the audience every day!
Yes! We moon the audience! We moon the audience! We moon the audience!

Copyright 2021 by Wolf Larsen

Buppy Bong Bong!
A poem by Wolf Larsen

I dip my quill into the brains of the human race
And billions of thoughts explode out of this line of poetry
Then millions of people jump into the backseat of my car
And we drive off into a giant painting of nipples & verbs & bluppy-wuppy-wow!
That’s when a naked Julius Caesar leads the human race into…
A nostalgic song that flies us off to a different planet…
Where the buildings dance like sculptures
And night is filled with poetry crashing everywhere
Bye, mother****ers!

Copyright 2021 by Wolf Larsen

We Want Insanity! And We Want it Now!
A poem by Wolf Larsen

I want giant asteroids crashing into the planet Earth - right now!
I want huge bouncing testicles bouncing & bouncing on all the planets - right now!
And whatever happened to the thousands of vaginas crawling & crawling all over my ceiling?! The government took them away!
I’m going to complain to my Congressman!
And what’s up with all these decapitated heads falling from the sky?
We need a new sky!
And let’s spray-paint some obscene art all over these blank walls all over the city!
I want obscene art!
And I want it now!

Copyright 2021 by Wolf Larsen

Wolf Larsen performs his poetry, plays, & novels on YouTube:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gW1DjpKu6Pg&ab_channel=WolfLarsen

Warning: Do NOT read this if you have a problem with obscenity, are very religious, politically-correct, or something like that.

Lights! Camera! Now Cum!
A poem by Wolf Larsen

I will be as drunk as the moon
I will raise my sword and attack all the store mannequins downtown
I will urinate Einstein's Theory-of-Relativity all over the doorstep of City Hall
Then I will proclaim Myself to be the new Mayor of the City of Orgasms
All my used condoms shall be proclaimed works of art
And shall hang in all the art museums of the world
Now everyone sing a glory hallelujah of happy ejaculations to me!

Copyright 2022 by Wolf Larsen

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Punk Rock Revolution! Again & Again!
A poem by Wolf Larsen

Drinking beer while playing football with God’s decapitated head
Insurrection WITHOUT the Confederate flag!
Punk rock riots from the Middle Ages to the Italian Renaissance to the 21st Century!
We dance laughing around the guillotine going up-and-down!
We sex like rats & rabbits in waterfalls of blood
We pee our religions all over each other’s naked bodies
We happy our orgies under the sun & the moon
Is it time to riot again?
Or how about some 1789?

Copyright 2021 by Wolf Larsen

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The Revolution is Cumming!
A poem by Wolf Larsen

Last night my penis conquered the world!
Last night I proclaimed my penis to be The Messiah!
My Penis is The Messiah of Muppa-Boingy-Bong!
The religion of My Penis is the Religion of Roopy-Poopy-Ha-Ha-Ha!
And now the chaos of sex will descend on the world!
Happy ha-ha-ha to our genitals!
Our Penises & Pussies are the kings & queens of the world!
The time has cum for mass pornography in the streets!
The time has cum for The Revolution of Mass Orgies!
Now, everyone, now!

Copyright 2022 by Wolf Larsen

Warning: Do NOT read this if you have a problem with obscenity, are very religious, politically-correct, or something like that.

The Immaculate Conception Space Station
A poem by Wolf Larsen

The Garden of Eden between the legs of space aliens
Is a place where the skyscrapers grow
And the insects & vaginas & penises are flying everywhere
Meanwhile, huge belly buttons are invading the solar system
While the sun & the moon are chasing each other around and around the earth
This is when a million fish jump out of this phrase of poetry
And the fish all become words swimming through the sky
And the poem collapses…

Copyright 2022 by Wolf Larsen

Let’s Go Up!
A poem by Wolf Larsen

Which sky is the up?
Which up is pouring down on us?
And now the poem is moving side-to-side…
As words are crashing all around you!
Turbulence!
As the poem flies you into millions of places…

Copyright 2022 by Wolf Larsen

Warning: Do NOT read this if you have a problem with obscenity, are very religious, politically-correct, or something like that.

New & Improved Capitalism is Cumming!
(Now With Sexy Sheep in French Lingerie!)

A poem by Wolf Larsen

It’s time to elect sexy sheep in French lingerie to the White House, Congress, the governor’s mansion, the state legislature, etc.!
It’s time to paint pornography on the walls of Congress & Parliament!
We must declare war on the moon! (And all the other planets too!)
Awoke liberal Looney Tunes will be our idiot-ology!
And Republican conservative vaginas flying in the air will be our other idiot-ology!
Castrate all the men!
Denounce the sexual naughty naughtiness of all the birds & dogs & cats & animals in the zoo too!
God has cum! Jesus has cum too! Worship the big Christian cumming & cumming!
The rich are not rich enough! More money & money & money for the rich!
Let us all slave away for the greater glory of glorious capitalism!
I’m cumming with so much capitalism! Oh! Oh! Oh!

Copyright 2022 by Wolf Larsen

Wolf Larsen performs his poetry, plays, & novels on YouTube:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=012DU3XbMSw&ab_channel=WolfLarsen

I like this one Wolf. It made sense and it's always fun to read a poem about a poem.

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Originally Posted by WolfLarsen

Let’s Go Up!
A poem by Wolf Larsen

Which sky is the up?
Which up is pouring down on us?
And now the poem is moving side-to-side…
As words are crashing all around you!
Turbulence!
As the poem flies you into millions of places…

Copyright 2022 by Wolf Larsen

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I like this one Wolf. It made sense and it's always fun to read a poem about a poem.