Verbal Unravel : (a timed, ten minute free-association exercise in exorcism)
Antiseptic spittle has been sprayed into my eyes from the mouths of pretentious preachers bellowing on high. Standing behind an alter inside a larger alter resting on the largest alter we’ve yet to encounter. Be forewarned before you worry about being warned:
Our team of expertly conjoined twins will collect and categorize the evidence against you… so in the unlikely event that cabin pressure is lost just give in and die. Roll over into a bed that is all pins and needles disguised as pens and needless pencils, but as comfortable as pillowy down; dead animals stuffed into synthetic shells for your pleasure, for you to fuck your girlfriends, boyfriends, mistresses, wives and lovers on top of, for you to shed your dead skin all over like a blanket for your blankets, to keep them unmade unwrapped and undone like water on your brain.
All these dogs follow me around because I stink of meat, they want a bone, some blood to drink, maybe a chew-toy shaped like a backwards god. To appease their masters they sit and shake and concertedly convulse. Panting and pleading with dogged enthusiasm for unknown pleasures like ghosts covered in hair and stink.
Asinine alliterations all along:
Maddeningly mediocre memories muddle my mind throughout the monosyllabic monoliths: motionless but menacingly
In all shapes sizes colors and desires
Begging for fantasy beginnings but prostitute perfume permeates every proscenium I pass through…
Treble and bass as my body is the mid-range, everything passes through and is divulged in shrieking echoes all around you.
And so it goes, but when does it seemingly stop spinning on its side, flopping like an out-of-water fish… It needs the liquid to live, water as air, dirt as heir, eventually decomposition into the chemicals of life and the collapse of perfunctory strife. Cyclical beginning and endings and middles out of nowhere that are suddenly now here and made aware.
In other news:
I made a silly para-gaffe in my collegiate thesis by not setting this pair of graphs into a separate paragraph, in desire to correct my past transgressions of scholarly formatting I have set them out below, I do hope all my past professors have somehow managed to find this page and can henceforth rest assured that I’m not as absent-minded as they once assumed:
With that done, let’s move on to the grandeur of grander things…
