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She Sings Hundreds of Colors Splashing All Over a Canvas
A poem by Wolf Larsen
Thousands of tongues & vaginas are singing an opera together
While all the skyscrapers are ****ing an apocalypse into the sky
And while all our heads float up past the sky into the universe
Birds fly all around our heads and sing us poetry
And more poetry drips out of all the paintings
And more poetry drips out of all the music
As the AI robots dance all over the earth
Celebrating our extinction
Copyright 20921 by Wolf Larsen
Wolf Larsen performs poetry on YouTube:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=o998...nel=WolfLarsen
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Wolf & Satan Passionately Kissing
A poem by Wolf Larsen
Satan and I are making love
In the Garden of Eden
And God comes up playing his penis like a saxophone
And his saxophone like a penis
And the naked Virgin Mary is standing above Satan & I making love
And she’s singing operatic arias
And Satan is singing the most sensuous tenor
As I sodomize Satan with my beautiful thick pen
And then my pen ejaculates the words of this poem into Satan
As God ejaculates all the musical notes from his saxophone
All over us
Amen
Copyright 2021 by Wolf Larsen
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Every Time They Open Their Mouths We Laugh & Laugh & Laugh
A poem by Wolf Larsen
Russians ain’t gentrifying us out of our neighborhoods
Nor are they Chinese or Koreans
Rich whites driving Porsche Cayennes telling us poor whites how “privileged” we are
The rich whites whitewash the history of a black man lynched every day when the Democrats ran the South
And whenever a rich white liberal sneezes the "militant" black nationalists look concerned and ask: “We sick boss?”
(Donations you’ve got lots of friends)
And here in the North I live in super-segregated Blue State Chicago
The more these Porsche Cayenne driving animal-rights crusading holier-than-thou donkey-voting clowns
Open those holes in their faces
The more I laugh
Rich donkey or rich elephant?
I laugh & laugh & laugh at all of them
Copyright 2021 by Wolf Larsen
Advance permission is given to all to share the above poem either in Internet or physical form, as long as the poem is not edited, the poet is given credit, and the intent of such publication is not hostile.
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Wolf Larsen ****ing the Roman Empire Up the ***
A poem by Wolf Larsen
I’m playing music with the 10 million skyscrapers inside your head
And Tchaikovsky is inside your Balzac conducting all your spermatozoa
Into a beautiful waltz
While the music falls like waterfalls
Into everybody’s heads
And as the Roman emperors all wait in line to give Tchaikovsky & Wolf Larsen blow jobs
Tchaikovsky & Wolf Larsen are smiling at each other
As Nero blows Tchaikovsky
And Caligula blows Wolf
And now Tchaikovsky & Wolf are ejaculating their music & poetry everywhere
And the universe is pregnant!
9 months from now God will be born
Copyright 2021 by Wolf Larsen
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Somewhere I Shoved the Segue Up My Own ***
A poem by Wolf Larsen
Factories were growing out of Claude Debussy’s head
Then a sex robot kicked Claude Debussy in the nuts
And Claude Debussy vomited the night sky all over us in the most beautiful musical notes you’ve ever seen
So me, the sex robot, & Caligula chopped up Claude Debussy and ate him
Later the orchestra was ****ting Claude Debussy’s notes all over the audience
That even a subway rat high on booty-booty-nipple-nipple could love
Copyright 2021 by Wolf Larsen
Wolf Larsen performs his poetry on YouTube:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ResQ2qL77l4&ab_channel=WolfLarsen
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Little Itty-Bitty Dragons Flying All Around Me
A poem by Wolf Larsen
The English language has an orgasm whenever I pick up my pen
English loves for me to pee all over it
I take a **** at the doorstep of English
And Shakespeare loves me and sucks my Dick for it
My Québecois ancestors are the ones that gave the guns to the Indians to shoot the English
And this entire poem smiles at the thought of that
Copyright 2021 by Wolf Larsen
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I Am Wolf
A poem by Wolf Larsen
I’m the greatest psycho killer Poet
Who has ever jumped out of a *****’s pussy
I stick my Dick-paintbrush into the big pussy of the canvas
And I create all the art of God’s testicles spurting out into the universe
My sword yearns to slash its poetry through all men
And My Penis crashes through everything
My Penis crashes through all the cities & planets & solar systems of your pussy
500 pussy holes have known the great John Coltrane of My Penis
My Penis sings like a thousand roosters
And my scowling eyes turn men into puddles of flesh
All the universe yearns to be dripping in my spermatozoa
My sperm swimming towards the sun inside of you
Is the answer to everything
Copyright 2021 by Wolf Larsen
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A Hundred Belly Buttons For Everyone
A poem by Wolf Larsen
We’re all sex robots that jumped out of the Virgin Mary’s Vagina
And now we’re all playing the Sex Robot Musical Concerto
With our bellybuttons
And now space aliens are all rollerskating in-&-out of the paintings
The paintings that are being created by all the music
All the music that’s flying out of all the planets
Those two planets that are bouncing around down there
Just under that spaceship you’re always playing with
Copyright 2021 by Wolf Larsen
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Karroooo - Harrroooooo - Hiiiiiyyyaaa
A poem by Wolf Larsen
I was ****ing your jokes
With a penis I borrowed from somebody else
Because my penis had too many diseases that day
Afterwards you & I snorted Shakespeare & Milton & Chaucer up our noses
As we drank a river of champagne
That was pouring out of some whore’s cum-filled vagina
And then giant waterfalls of colorful words
Started pouring out of the Poet’s mouth
As the night jumped out of God’s bootyhole
And blanketed the sky with black
Copyright 2021 by Wolf Larsen
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An Army of Julius Caesar & Steven Wright Clones Conquering All the Moons in Your Studio Apartment
A poem by Wolf Larsen
I ate the planet Earth with all the 20,000 mouths growing out of my face
And then I was attacked by an army of bellybuttons
So I hid inside the anus of Richard Nixon
And then Richard Nixon turned into Woody Allen
And now all the skies of other planets are filled with extraterrestrial buttholes
That are all reciting this poem to you
From outer space
Copyright 2020 by Wolf Larsen
Wolf Larsen performs his poetry on YouTube:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=012DU3XbMSw&ab_channel=WolfLarsen
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Bugs Swimming Around the Sky
A poem by Wolf Larsen
All my spermatozoa is swimming through the Louvre
While I’m slicing the universe into a Cubist sculpture
With my contagious Penis
And of course now all the nuns of the convents of the Middle Ages
Are pregnant with the symphonies in everybody’s balls
So Beethoven is conducting a Symphony of a Hundred Construction Sites
And all the Construction Workers are musicians
Who create a universe of sounds
With urban sculptures
And musical buildings
Across the landscape
Copyright 2021 by Wolf Larsen
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Fresh Fish
A poem by Wolf Larsen
Mozart piano happiness is floating around all the fish
Who are all swimming out of the supermarket and into one of Mozart’s piano sonatas
And now all the fish are jumping in-&-out of the English alphabet
And the alphabet is rolling along like an assembly line
And all the animals are jumping out of the English alphabet
While God with her big hairy pussy sits on Uncle Sam’s face
Copyright 2021 by Wolf Larsen
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I Smoked a Bowl of You
A poem by Wolf Larsen
There is a piano in your Balzac
Being played by Liberace
As he performs fellatio on the blue sky
Fellatio is a verb swimming around in your brains
As you build a mountain of nouns out of decapitated heads
Because you work as a guillotine operator
For the Martian Extraterrestrial Force of Surrealistic Orgasms
Which protects a military base of nuclear weapons inside of a preposition
What is a preposition?
I don’t remember
Because my brains have been infected by a computer virus
That comes from all the sick space aliens in Julius Caesar’s balls
Copyright 2021 by Wolf Larsen
Wolf Larsen performs his poetry on YouTube:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gW1DjpKu6Pg&ab_channel=WolfLarsen
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Dooba Ding Ding Ding
A poem by Wolf Larsen
You’re walking out of a collage of breasts & talking lips & spaceships
And you walk straight into a sunrise made with other people’s dreams
Somebody is playing a musical instrument made out of sexual organs
Then somebody else pulls out a bunch of aircraft carriers & talking penises & question marks out of their brains
You go as insane as 10,000 mental hospitals all talking Mozart melodies to each other
And then your mother walks into the room
And has a heart attack
Copyright 2021 by Wolf Larsen
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Right Hand, Penis, Saturday Night
A poem by Wolf Larsen
I kiss you with musical notes
And the musical notes create mountains & sunsets
And happy sailboats are smiling across the sky
As I put my penis in your mouth
Because your sexy toes are my Picasso
And the guitar dances the moon around the earth
And the earth smiles like a great big orgasm
As the tea kettle sings “I’m cumming! I’m cumming!”
Copyright 2021 by Wolf Larsen
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Weekend Afternoon
A poem by Wolf Larsen
Strawberry ejaculations of pink & blue
And trees of love growing out of our crotches
Happy bouncing booties
Nipples in the sunlight
A sea of vaginas as far as the eye can see
Orchestras of sexual genitalia
Musical sex waves
The poem waves its hand at you to say “hi!”
And then the poem blows you
And you ejaculate all your thoughts into the poem
And you float around the moon
As you sigh
Copyright 2021 by Wolf Larsen
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Hop! Boom! Bleep! Bop!
A poem by Wolf Larsen
The sky jumps up
The universe jumps down
All the planets are flying around you
God smiles at you as he pulls out his penis-paintbrush and paints the world
And then all the men in the prisons begin dancing in their jail cells
As the walls of all the jail cells become orange & purple & blue & yellow & red
And all the prisoners pull out their penises and ejaculate the music everywhere
Copyright 2021 by Wolf Larsen
Wolf Larsen performs his plays & poetry on YouTube:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=feupfg5cjJs&ab_channel=WolfLarsen
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I Am Everything! I Am Always! I Am My Own God!
A poem by Wolf Larsen
I burn down every bridge behind me
I take a wrecking ball and smash to pieces all that came before me
I pull out my mighty pen and I ejaculate the hordes of Wolf all over the world
I slash & cut my enemies
And as they lay dying
They watch me making happy with their women
I defile their god with my semen
I dress their sons in dresses
And I make their sons dance the moon & the stars & the sun for me
My sword is the final word
I marry all their daughters in a pagan ceremony of joy
And a year later 100 more Wolves are born
Copyright 2021 by Wolf Larsen
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Drunken Words Falling Off the Page
A poem by Wolf Larsen
Mitch Hedberg is turning words into laughter
And the laughter is growing out of the walls
And all the inanimate objects of the world are laughing everywhere
And the vaginas start laughing everywhere
And all the penises are flying off into laughter & poems & daydreams
And the daydreams are crashing into reality
So reality flies off to a different year
And everyone is jumping into each other’s heads looking for reality
So the Poet eats all the reality
And now billions of people are ****ting reality all over the planet
Copyright 2021 by Wolf Larsen
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Blammer Whooppee Bing Bong!
A poem by Wolf Larsen
I chop up my brains
And I put them on a plate in front of you
As you eat my brains your head suddenly becomes a humongous testicle
Millions of Shakespeares are swimming around the humongous testicle of your head
Suddenly your penis becomes the Mayflower sailing across the desert
In one of Salvador Dali’s paintings
Which is dripping out of the paintbrush
Of Wolf Larsen’s Penis
After Wolf has ****ed Dali’s wife
And then Wolf takes out his gun
And shoots a bullet through General Franco’s head
Copyright 2021 by Wolf Larsen
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Eat Your Own Head
A poem by Wolf Larsen
Schizophrenia begins growing everywhere
As words are shooting back & forth
As all the mouths floating out of your computer screen
Tell you lots of blue sky
As you climb over mountains of human corpses
On your way to the end of the poem
Copyright 2021 by Wolf Larsen
Wolf Larsen performs his poetry & plays on YouTube:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MP16sC_Ggik&ab_channel=WolfLarsen
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Fried Medieval Art With Pesto Sauce
A poem by Wolf Larsen
I’ve been in some other universe
Eating the poetry out of the booty holes of Jesus Christ, Pablo Neruda, & Picasso
It tastes like your brains
Which I fried last night with a bunch of spices & collages & operatic arias
Sometimes your erect penis welcomes me to the land of the Wizard of Oz
But we were space aliens back then
Copyright 2021 by Wolf Larsen
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Everyone Dancing Around Mushroom Clouds
A poem by Wolf Larsen
I suddenly jump out of thousands of toilets
While the poem screams in a 360° angle around you
And the scream flies through everyone’s brains
While the mushroom clouds dance out of the music
And an ai virus hypnotizes the human race
While the reader suddenly jumps out of thousands of toilets
Copyright 2021 by Wolf Larsen
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A Warm February Day
A poem by Wolf Larsen
I want to fly off to French
But I don’t know how
And the flute & the alphabet are flowing & crashing & swimming together
And the naked bodies of the flute & the alphabet are making love
In a pink pond where
A waterfall of happy nouns and verbs are falling
And then the sun has an orgasm of words across the solar system
And that’s when I take out my AK-47 and shoot the English language to pieces
Copyright 2021 by Wolf Larsen
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The Eastern & Western Hemispheres Ejaculating All Over Each Other
A poem by Wolf Larsen
You circle around the universe
Before you shoot through a million minds
And everybody’s spermatozoa is swimming around you
As the sky and the ground roll-and-roll around-and-around each other
And then your penis shoots off into the sky
And causes World War 3
Copyright 2021 by Wolf Larsen
Wolf Larsen performs his poetry on YouTube:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Y6JMeUdvb5A&pbjreload=101
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Self Portrait in Marijuana Smoke
A poem by Wolf Larsen
My eyes are daggers into your minds
I carve my words into your brains with joy
My smile throws your clothes off in a second
Words & bullets are dancing around you
Whenever I walk by
Open up your subway tunnel to me
And my train be cummin’ choo-choo-chooin’ on in
Copyright 2021 by Wolf Larsen
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Yummy You! Yummy Me!
A poem by Wolf Larsen
So Wolf Larsen’s choo-choo-train is choo-choo-chooin’ through Mark Zuckerberg’s subway tunnel
And happiness and sadness and anger are waltzing around each other
To the music of gunshots and masturbations and poetry
And then happiness & sadness & anger have a menage-a-trois
As the music goes up & east & blue & orange
And now the music becomes as delicious
As my semen
Copyright 2021 by Wolf Larsen
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Orange Dawn on a Black Canvas
A poem by Wolf Larsen
I kiss the sunlight
I make love to the sun’s naked body
And all the yellow of the sun’s naked body blesses me with symphonies
Symphonies made out of giggling nipples
Symphonies of strawberries & bananas & oranges
Symphonies of spermatozoa splashing from all the concert halls of the world
Copyright 2021 by Wolf Larsen
Wolf Larsen performs his poetry on YouTube:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6_4P0ZNpSO0&ab_channel=WolfLarsen
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Another Warm February Day
A poem by Wolf Larsen
She sings the spring landing all over the earth
Her voice is the sunshine
Her pussy is the sun in the sky
Her pubic hairs are my forests
Which I walk through as I sing to all the happy naked people in the trees
And her eyes are stars of drunkenness in the sky
Her sexy feet play the harp
As her belly button rises in the sky
Like sunrises & sunsets of female orgasms splashing all over the earth
Copyright 2021 by Wolf Larsen
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Fuppa Giggly Gong!
The cannibalism tree is growing out of the music
And the music & the poetry dance around each other
As the earthquakes rearrange the world into a jigsaw puzzle
And each instrument of the orchestra plays a different Cubist painting
As the subway train flies from one flowery planet to another
Until you drown in the Poet’s imagination
Copyright 2021 by Wolf Larsen
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Sunday Afternoon, Church Crowd, Cheap Motel
A poem by Wolf Larsen
The piano notes & words dance with the rain together
As the married couples (not to each other)
Create Italian masterpieces in bed together
Their naked bodies doing a Michelangelo-Picasso-Leger sculpture together
And the symphonies & sculptures & paintings of immaculate conception
Are being sung by the birds in the nearby trees
As the seeds of “Glory Hallelujah” are planted in all the women’s solar systems
To take home to their husbands this evening
And operatic areas of “waaaaaaaaaaah!” 9 months from now
The family values of “sssssssshhh!”
Copyright 2021 by Wolf Larsen
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Klupity Fwooppee Boingg!!
A poem by Wolf Larsen
The landscape keeps moving all about
As you walk across nations & centuries & styles of music
And on both sides of you
The buildings dance from one century to the other
And the faces are all staring at you with their collages of noses & mouths & eyes
As your brains poor and ooze out of all the holes of your body
And then the street disappears into your home
Where you sit on rotting human corpses
And recite your poetry to the goldfish
Copyright 2021 by Wolf Larsen
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Delicious People!
A poem by Wolf Larsen
I penised so many women
Before I became a virgin
From all that immaculate conception
And now let’s eat the railroads of poetry phrases
Highways of words splashing out of my penis
And we erect endless tomorrows to topple the endless yesterdays
As I ejaculate the human race into Shakespeare’s mouth
And as Shakespeare swallows all my tenements & mushroom clouds & symphonies
I beat my chest like the greatest caveman that has ever lived!
Copyright 2021 by Wolf Larsen
Wolf Larsen performs his poetry and YouTube:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VfCCRJV-eGM&ab_channel=WolfLarsen
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Tinder
A poem by Wolf Larsen
I turn the sun on 24 hours a day
As the nuns & monks are disco dancing to immaculate conception
As the sun & the moon dance together in her braless T-shirt
As she walks hand-in-hand with Frankenstein from the movies
To a love cave of a thousand orgasms
Where she’ll let him fill her full of English literature over & over again
Until they’re both laying there floating off into a blue sky together
Copyright 2021 by Wolf Larsen
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Licking Bad English Off My Dick
A poem by Wolf Larsen
My penis is the sunshine!
The sun in my head
Is the greatest creator of yellow orgasm
In all the universe!
I Wolf Larsen is the god of everything blue & green & yellow & purple
Splashing all over these canvases!
Night & day of everything crashing on canvas after canvas...
I am the Shakespeare of painting!
I am the Picasso of symphonies!
I am the Jackson Pollock of poetry!
I am Wolf Larsen!
I am the timpani drums pounding & pounding...
I am the entire brass section ejaculating the ending of the poem all over you!
Copyright 2021 by Wolf Larsen
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Praise to All the Holy Butt ****ing in the Italian Renaissance
A poem by Wolf Larsen
While I’m ****ing the nun my wife is sitting on her face
While Igor Stravinsky paints the three of us in endless splashing colors of music
Then God mounts the three of us with his three mighty paintbrushes
And God splashes three different universes
Of medieval Gregorian chants
Up our booty holes
Copyright 2021 by Wolf Larsen
Wolf Larsen performs his poetry & plays & novels on YouTube:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=30r51o6t-3w&ab_channel=WolfLarsen
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Warm Gooey Poetry
A poem by Wolf Larsen
You listen with your 10,000 ears
You feel the words becoming your skin and your skin becoming the words
You smell the adjectives and you **** the nouns and you snort all the verbs up your nose
Your pen is the creator of the universe
And when the women feel your warm poetry in the center of their universe
Their husbands will get a beautiful present 9 months later
Copyright 2021 by Wolf Larsen
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Me! Me! Meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!
A poem by Wolf Larsen
To begin the poem I castrate all the men on the planet
Then I build Temples of Love on top of mountains of human skulls
With the rivers of human blood I write my poetry & paint my paintings
The women bathe naked in the rivers of spermatozoa flowing out of my paintbrush
Waterfalls of my cum & words are now splashing all over the planet Earth
Copyright 2021 by Wolf Larsen
