December, 2020
A poem by Wolf Larsen
The entire world suddenly became a painting by Edward Munch
Everyone - all the billions & billions - began screaming & screaming as they walk through the streets and into your imagination
And then the billions of people ran off into the past
And all the robots ran off into the future
(because ai will inherit the earth)
All of humanity fell off the planet Earth
And the blue sky disappeared forever
Copyright 2020 by Wolf Larsen
Warning: Do NOT read this if you have a problem with obscenity.
Wolf Larsen is the Napoleon of Words!
A poem by Wolf Larsen
The world yearns to be conquered by me!
My sword is the greatest pen to ever splash beautiful words upon the page!
All the women open their legs to my words splashing inside of them!
The next generation is destined to be my sons & daughters!
All the men of the world stand in line for the Great Honor of being castrated by the Poet Wolf Larsen!
And all the human race sings my poems together!
Copyright 2020 by Wolf Larsen
Warning: Do NOT read this if you have a problem with obscenity.
Planting the Seeds of Poetry
A poem by Wolf Larsen
Her smile is the sunrise & the sunset making love to each other
Her tits are Pablo Picasso & Paul Gauguin kissing each other and creating the universe together
Her camel toe makes all the philosophers of all time simultaneously babble the most beautiful babble ever heard
Her voice saying the word “Hi!” is all the words of the French & Italian languages having an orgy together
As we walk to my place together all the conquerors in my Balzac are ready for the chaaaaaaaarge
Copyright 2020 by Wolf Larsen
Wolf Larsen poetry on YouTube:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cfyt...nel=WolfLarsen
The Sexy Gardens of Madness
A poem by Wolf Larsen
There can never be enough madness!
Madness is the answer!
And I am the King of Madness!
The planet Earth is a cesspool of blue & green madness
That’s floating in the black vomit of the universe
Only my madness can save the space aliens and the sexy sheep!
Let the human race dance to my madness
As they sing the exploding madness of their brains
To the sun & the moon revolving around & around…
Copyright 2020 by Wolf Larsen
You & Your Clone Walking Along Holding Hands
A poem by Wolf Larsen
A field of dandelions are singing to you
The freight trains are jumping out of the dandelions
And the freight trains are kissing you
Dandelions and classical music begin growing out of all the planets & moons
As thousands of clones of you are jumping through my window and dancing all around me
Then all of the symphony orchestras of the world start playing 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.
Two Priests & a Nun Making Love
A poem by Wolf Larsen
I smear God and peanut butter all over my bread
And God tastes as good as eating out a whore’s cum-filled delicious pussy
Meanwhile, all the women on Earth are singing rivers of female orgasms splashing across the planet
As I kneel before the altar of the big God Penis
And I swallow the good Lord’s blessing
Copyright 2020 by Wolf Larsen
Warning: Do NOT read this if you have a problem with obscenity, or if you are very religious.
Wolf Larsen ****ing Tom Cruise Up the *** on Oprah’s couch
A poem by Wolf Larsen
So the Pope in Rome pulls out his big black Dick
And utters Gregorian chants of Gothic gobbledygook
And ejaculates the holy water all over Wolf Larsen
And pronounces Wolf a saint
Saint Wolf
Then the Queen of England sits on Wolf Larsen’s face
While she recites the cantos of cunnilingus & knighthood
And pronounces Wolf a knight
Sir Wolf
Then the entire Nobel Prize Committee eats out Wolf Larsen’s ***
And with Wolf Larsen’s delicious chocolate around their mouths
Pronounce Wolf the winner
And they hand Wolf a million bucks
So Wolf hires all the whores of Capitol Hill
Along with the transvestite prostitutes Barack Obama, Donald Trump, & Joe Biden
For an Orgy of 40 days & 40 nights
Oh thank you Lord for our daily jism
Copyright 2020 by Wolf Larsen
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Two Polish Sausages in the Mouth, at the Public Toilet
A poem by Wolf Larsen
I’m the scariest (and sexiest) coal miner from outer space you’ve ever seen!
I used to **** thousands of eyeballs out of my booty hole -
Every day!
Now I suck John Coltrane’s Dick in public toilets!
Yes I do!
24 hours a day seven days a week my mouth be moving around & up & down that jazz!
And when the jazz notes go flying into my mouth
I swallow!
Yes I do!
So kiss my feet with that bass!
Eat out my *** with that piano!
And happy holidays to you & your family!
Your dog missing?
I ate it!
Yummy, my man!
Copyright 2020 by Wolf Larsen
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Kneeling Before the Delicious Pussy Altar of the Great Fertility Goddess
A poem by Wolf Larsen
I’m the Poet
I live in the booty hole of a space alien
My mother is a Jewish Tyrannosaurus Rex
My father is a circus clown with the face of Charles Manson
And I was defrocked by 10,000 priests with giant crosses between their legs
I worship the two great testicles of the sun & the moon
And every afternoon my right hand & penis play beautiful piano concertos together
Copyright 2020 by Wolf Larsen
Wolf Larsen also does his poetry on YouTube:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uZ5U8np-IRY&t=6s&ab_channel=WolfLarsen
Warning: Do NOT read this if you have a problem with obscenity, or if you are very religious.
An Opera of Moans Rising to the Heavens
A poem by Wolf Larsen
My tongue is playing beautiful music inside
Her Baroque-rococo pussy
Inside her beautiful Baroque-rococo pussy is where painters create fleshy murals of smiling naked humanity
Inside her beautiful Baroque-rococo pussy is where musicians create heaven for the ears
Inside her beautiful Baroque-rococo pussy all the statues recite poetry night & day
And the paintbrush of my tongue is painting canvases of joy
Inside her pussy
And all the angels of heaven are flying & singing around us
As her body shakes like a thousand earthquakes
And her pussy floods forth with fauvist colors
Splashing all over my face
And now my face is dripping with bright colors
And this is my self-portrait
Copyright 2020 by Wolf Larsen
Warning: Do NOT read this if you have a problem with obscenity.
My Insanity is More Beautiful than Your Sanity!
A poem by Wolf Larsen
Your sanity is the US president with his finger on the atomic button!
My insanity is upside-down buildings running around and laughing!
Your sanity is the marching boots of war marching off to the mushroom clouds!
My insanity is thousands of laughing circus clowns crawling all over the pubic hairs of the American president!
Your sanity is censorship and more censorship and more censorship!
My insanity is the human race all dancing naked together under the stars!
Long live our insanity! Our insanity is beautiful!
All the Poets of the world defecate all over your sanity!
Copyright 2020 by Wolf Larsen
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Dog & Marijuana Go Together Good Together
A poem by Wolf Larsen
When I eat dog I taste all the cathedrals of the world dripping Gothic deliciousness into my mouth
When I eat dog a thousand naked nuns sing Picasso’s art to me
When I eat dog medieval monks sing delicious melodies floating through all the ages
When I eat dog I procreate with all the space aliens of the universe
And when you sit on my face afterwards your pussy tastes like tidal waves of Paul Gauguin washing all over me
Copyright 2020 by Wolf Larsen
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Please Whip Me!
A poem by Wolf Larsen
Glory hallelujah to the leather whips of joy flying upon human flesh!
Joy to the S&M dungeons of hell!
Amen to the pleasures of the night!
Glory hallelujah to the moans of multitudes of naked bodies writhing with pleasure!
Joy to the strangers celebrating immaculate conception in the dark shadows!
Amen to the seeds of pleasure dripping from our love caves!
Glory hallelujah to the seeds of our sins growing in our wombs!
Joy to the babies born from lust!
Amen to the husbands of cuckoldry raising our children!
Copyright 2020 by Wolf Larsen
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Hymn to the Voices in Our Heads
A poem by Wolf Larsen
The voices in our heads are trains going in all directions
The voices in our heads are delicious dancing hurricanes
The voices in our heads are a chorus of naked monks & nuns singing of desire
The voices in our heads are art nouveau entrances into the great universe of our subconscious
The voices in our heads are the artificial intelligence monsters coming to devour the human race into extinction
The voices in our heads sing to the rhythms of the mushroom clouds pounding & pounding the earth with the end
Copyright 2020 by Wolf Larsen
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A Naked Human Race Dancing in the Smiling Sunshine
A poem by Wolf Larsen
The sunshine jumps through the window and grabs me and throws me outside
Outside me & the sunshine dance together
The sunshine & the spermatozoa dancing in my testicles sing together
The sunshine & my spermatozoa sing together an eternal love for the Pagan Gods
And the naked Pagan Gods come out of their hiding places
And the Pagan Gods grab sledgehammers and smash the christian god into pieces
And the Human Race & the Pagan Gods all dance together happily
As the birds sing the joys of the flesh
Copyright 2020 by Wolf Larsen
Wolf Larsen performs his poetry on YouTube:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KEhfPhfiQWs&t=3s&ab_channel=WolfLarsen
Warning: Do NOT read this if you have a problem with obscenity, or if you are very religious.
And Many Immaculate Conceptions More
A poem by Wolf Larsen
A fawoop & a fawaap got married in the Cathedral of the Coo-Coo Christ of Cuckoldry
As the organ played endless penises playing in the playgrounds of Eden all day long
And the banjo blossomed with blueberry haired beauties dancing the beautiful booty booty dance
As the fiddle fadoopled & fanippled & foocuckold with the blossoming banjo
And the best man’s baby blooming in the bride’s belly
Was just a little laughing secret for the bride & the best man to know
As the Minister’s meandering eye meandered all over the bride’s beautiful bountiful bosom
And the (officially not) gay groom groomed his eyes all over the good Minister’s goodly looks
Copyright 2020 by Wolf Larsen
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The Whispers of Human Extinction
A poem by Wolf Larsen
Ancient Kings & Queens wearing fast food restaurant uniforms
Are serving everyone Mushroom Cloud Happy Meals
As you walk through an urban desert of giant Bauhaus-international-style-hot-dog architecture
Naked women dance everywhere throwing the adjectives of your misery to the winds
The naked men crowd around you trying to hand you their castrated genitals on a silver platter
Later, in the middle of the night,
Artificial intelligence comes for you
And you are disappeared
Copyright 2020 by Wolf Larsen
A Dark Canvas
A poem by Wolf Larsen
It’s raining words all over the universe
And rivers of words carve phrases of poetry through our minds
And each person on earth sits in a huge and empty room
All alone
And then everyone screams endless hurricanes jumping out of their mouths
Copyright 2020 by Wolf Larsen
The Year That Would Never End
A poem by Wolf Larsen
Waterfalls of human blood are splashing everywhere
From beautiful Gothic fountains
And human body organs are floating in the air
For as far as the eye can see
And human heads are growing all over the sky
And all the human heads are reciting endless paintings
To the Poet who's walking towards the Giant Anus at the end of the horizon
Copyright 2020 by Wolf Larsen
Wolf Larsen recites his poetry on YouTube:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zTjkZqC_ygc&t=11s&ab_channel=WolfLarsen
Warning: Do NOT read this if you have a problem with obscenity, or if you are very religious.
A Spiritual Journey Through the Tumultuous Seas Inside Our Testicles
A poem by Wolf Larsen
Only God & the philosophers in our testicles
Can know the answers to the eternal questions
Only God & the philosophers in our testicles
Can sing with a voice as pure & innocent as the mermaids jumping out of our booty holes
Only God & the philosophers in our testicles
Can sing us the way to the other planets
Which we can infest with our humanity
Amen
Copyright 2020 by Wolf Larsen
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I Am The Universe!
A poem by Wolf Larsen
For Albrecht Durer
So I was having an interview with all the thousands of Oprah Winfreys in my head
With my hand on the grand writing instrument between my legs
No, it ain’t got nothin’ to do with nice Ms. Winfrey
That’s just the way I sit, with my hand on the grand instrument between my legs
I conquered literature with this grand writing instrument!
And my poetry created the universe with the Big Bang!
And also the universe growing in your mother’s tummy!
Children
Copyright 2020 by Wolf Larsen
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Burning Down The Renaissance
A poem by Wolf Larsen
Wolf Larsen & Vincent van Gogh are together eating a pile of human ears
As big as Mount Everest
And then millions of flying vaginas show up
And demand to be eaten as well
Meanwhile, thousands of Eiffel Towers with legs
Are dancing all around us
So Vincent van Gogh and I pull out our penises and start playing music
And the music sounds like endless Art Nouveau doorways in your brains
Opening up into an infinite number of universes
Copyright 2021 by Wolf Larsen
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Your Butthole Tastes Like Segregation City
A poem by Wolf Larsen
I was ****ting New York City out of my ***
And sucking Chicago’s Dick
Somewhere south of where the Dan Ryan Expressway & the Amazon River make love
But then the Dan Ryan Expressway crashed into a thousand moons
And now Sir George Solti is standing in the middle of the Amazon rainforest
And conducting all the space satellites in the sky
And Lori Lightfoot’s face
Is just a mask worn by Richard Jackass Daley
Copyright 2021 by Wolf Larsen
Warning: Do NOT read this if you have a problem with obscenity.
Santa Claus in a Bikini Dancing on the Beach With the Statue of Liberty
A poem by Wolf Larsen
Thousands of giant Tyrannosaurus Rex dinosaurs in wedding dresses
Are dancing down the avenues and into everybody’s living rooms
And then all the dancing Tyrannosaurus Rexes pull up their wedding dresses
And pull out their big black Dicks
And ejaculate poetry flying through the air
And the words flying through the air become musical notes flying through the air
And the violins are playing delicious human heads on the supermarket shelves
And the clarinet, oboe, & flute are playing a Joan Miro painting
And the harp plays your right hand & your penis a sweet lullaby
Before you ejaculate the ending of the poem all over everybody
And you pull the poem over you like a blanket
And you sleep under the murderous stars
Copyright 2021 by Wolf Larsen
Yummy! Yummy! Yummy!
A poem by Wolf Larsen
Around the world the stomachs of the working-class people are empty!
And the rich look more & more delicious with each passing day!
Capitalist politicians speak endless words!
But words are empty when you’re hungry!
Bourgeois liberal over a bed of noodles with carrots & peas?
Or how about bourgeois conservative with a baked potato and salad?
Or maybe capitalist dictator with some sweet potatoes and pie?
And how about aristocratic royalty for dessert?
Yummy!
Yummy! Yummy! Yummy!
Copyright 2021 by Wolf Larsen
Advance permission is given to all to share this poem whether by electronic or physical reproduction, as long as credit is given to the poet, the text is not altered in any way, and the intent of such publication is not hostile.
Splashes of Musical Notes
A poem by Wolf Larsen
The music paints the sun up in the sky
The choir sings & paints a canvas of mass hunger
And the violins paint the human race - all the billions of faces - staring off into the future
The trumpet & saxophone & drums play wars & revolts & revolutions splashing all over the planet
The harp plays a feeling of helplessness
The flute plays a moment of hope
The music then paints everything black
Copyright 2021 by Wolf Larsen
Wolf performs his poetry on YouTube:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=f3TkQ580QdU&ab_channel=WolfLarsen
Eating Yourself
A poem by Wolf Larsen
The poem doesn’t want to be you today
The poem wants to run off somewhere
Millions of words falling everywhere
Tidal waves of everything
Everywhere
All the time
Copyright 2021 by Wolf Larsen
The Song of the Reader
A poem by Wolf Larsen
The poem flies around the reader right and left and up and down and East and West
The poem circles around the Middle East
And the Middle East circles around the reader
And then Hong Kong & Tokyo & Shanghai begin circling up and down and around the reader
And the reader is now circling around and around himself...
Copyright 2021 by Wolf Larsen
The Alphabet is Burning Down
A poem by Wolf Larsen
With my anger howling across the Great Plains
And my brains snowing everywhere
The music is throwing the sidewalks & people & automobiles into the sky
While the choir sings all the voices in your head having a nervous breakdown together
And the nuclear missiles are shooting out of everyone’s ears
And artificial intelligence is going to eat our brains for dessert
Copyright 2020 by Wolf Larsen
The Sweetest River of Her Voice or Boom-ka-Booba-Boom!
A poem by Wolf Larsen
Music is in my testicles!
Music is in my booty hole too!
The bellybuttons go flying everywhere
While the violins recite endless moons rising out of the earth
And the bass is turning all your thoughts into calligraphy
And the violins make the calligraphy run & flow like poetry
And the poetry & the calligraphy run & flow along all the walls of the world
And the clarinet makes the calligraphy dance around the human race
And the drums make all of humanity dance around the calligraphy
And then an American predator drone blows everybody up
Copyright 2021 by Wolf Larsen
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Sonata for a Pretty Lady’s Belly Button
A poem by Wolf Larsen
The flute is always playing nipples
And the clarinet is always playing bellybuttons
It takes an entire Symphony Orchestra to play a vagina
And whenever the harpsichord plays
Orgies erupt all over the world
And the saxophone is playing giant penis machines blaring all over the universe
The double bass plays one large container ship after another sailing out of a vagina
Meanwhile, the conductor is writing poetry in the air with his baton
The Poet Wolf is in the audience playing with his own baton
Copyright 2021 by Wolf Larsen
Warning: Do NOT read this if you have a problem with obscenity, or if you are very religious.
His Voice is a Beautiful Painting
A poem by Wolf Larsen
One beer is the piss of God!
Another beer is the piss of the Devil!
Another beer is the piss of Michelangelo!
Please, let God, the Devil, & Michelangelo piss on us from heaven!
Because beer is like cumming your art all over the world
And walking along and watching your art grow into words everywhere
I’m digging into the brains of all the planets
To find my words
The words that jump all around you
And smile a thousand sunshines in your direction
A rainforest of marijuana is growing out of the seas of beer
There’s that soft sweet hurricane too
Copyright 2021 by Wolf Larsen
Wolf Larsen also performs his poetry on YouTube:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uCjf7FhkdmQ&t=9s&ab_channel=WolfLarsen
Warning: Do NOT read this if you have a problem with obscenity, or if you are very religious.
December 31, 2020
A poem by Wolf Larsen
I’m flying to the moon on a beer with wings
When I land on the moon thousands of mermaids are swimming all around me
The sun in the sky is telling me it’s okay
And suddenly everyone is pregnant with poetry
And the Poetry God is crowned with piss & **** & human cum
Copyright 2021 by Wolf Larsen
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Endless Windows into My Head
A poem by Wolf Larsen
I start screaming poetry at the farm animals
I build castles of insanity on all the planets
I construct cities of craziness on top of everybody’s heads
And my hands erect phrases of poetry that orbit the planet Earth
My penis creates new art movements inside the vaginas of endless women
My children are poems
The ending of this poem is a white gooey mass
Copyright 2021 by Wolf Larsen
Warning: Do NOT read this if you have a problem with obscenity.
The Castle of The Wolf
A poem by Wolf Larsen
In my castle the orgies are forever
In my castle the music sounds like screams
And the rhythms of human bones being beaten against human skulls
The faces in the paintings whisper poetry night & day
The kitchen is filled with the carcasses of dogs & cats hanging from the ceilings
The guards are ghosts from the Poet’s Balzac
My reign lasts until the end of the poem
Copyright 2021 by Wolf Larsen
Warning: Do NOT read this if you have a problem with obscenity, or if you are very religious.
Everyone is Running From the Poem Screaming!
A poem by Wolf Larsen
The literary movement of Wolf Larsenism is ejaculating out of penises everywhere!
And the temples of Wolf Larsenism are built soaring up into the heavens!
Where the Devil joyfully sodomizes the angels with Mahler!
And the angels sing pornographic Dadaist procreations!
Until the entire universe is a Dada-ist collage!
That makes all the fish in your Balzac laugh & laugh!
Copyright 2021 by Wolf Larsen
Warning: Do NOT read this if you are very religious.
The Chorus of Darkness
A poem by Wolf Larsen
The monks are singing of eternal loss
God is dying
All the angels are dying
And heaven is cracking and collapsing
A huge dark tidal wave will soon swallow the universe
All the rivers & lakes & oceans are covered with dead fish
All the animals are screaming
The trees are all burning
The crops have all failed
And the human race is jumping off the ledge
Into the abyss
Of this poem
Copyright 2021 by Wolf Larsen
The Darkness Shall Last Forever
A poem by Wolf Larsen
All our brains are melting
The planets are disappearing
The sun has lost its hello
And somebody has eaten the moon
The music is all screams & crashing
I am painting one canvas after another only with the color black
The people were all eaten by a squirrel long ago
Symphonies are only composed in insane asylums now
All poetry is now being written inside of electrified barbed wired fences
The sunshine was lost long ago
And now this poem has stopped breathing
Copyright 2021 by Wolf Larsen
Wolf Larsen performs his poetry on YouTube:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xiRgqZZmZR0&t=8s&ab_channel=WolfLarsen
A Storm is Screaming
A poem by Wolf Larsen
All the saints in heaven begin singing dark poetry
Wild colorful flowers begin growing out of all the churches
All the textile mills suddenly magically come back to life
And the textile mills produce endless beautiful poetry flowing across the land
The Québecois language grows like sensuous happy vines all over New England once again
And suddenly everyone in heaven & hell begins crying
Copyright 2021 by Wolf Larsen
Warning: Do NOT read this if you have a problem with obscenity, or if you have an overly sensitive personality, and are easily offended by everything under the sun.
Uncle Sam Sucking My Dick While the Statue of Liberty Eats My ***
A poem by Wolf Larsen
The giant gargoyles are all flying in the upside down sky
That’s falling below my feet
And the giant gargoyles
Are devouring all the tornadoes jumping out of my penis
But suddenly my penis no longer belongs to me
My penis has been confiscated by the landlord
With the help of the Dixiecrat asses in ACAB uniforms
But that was before the Republicrat elephants outlawed time as "immoral"
So time no longer exists
And all the vaginas are floating in the skies of other planets
And the bourgeois pigs in the mud scream “Insurrection! Insurrection!”
And watch us with the endless eyeballs & ears
They’ve attached to everything everywhere
Copyright 2021 by Wolf Larsen