Exploration K.
Creation of ages. Separated by birth. Placentia meals at the canyon. Echos pale with the deep sound of word vomit. The poetry of a sophomoric neu adult. Coffee cum artiste.
And now, a reading from the Letter of Jeremy Q. to the Corinthians:
Saga for the ages. Sagaga. Gagging on sag. A sag slag. A slag sagging saga. Gaga gags on slags and gas. Gastro-intestinal. Intense industry pretense. Sense in gas and slagging.
Death in the art of shallow. Swimming in the shallow end to break free from
A freak out. A dead star. A start in the ending. A word from endings to beginnings:
Dreaming in translucence. Cutting my vagina on your Echo Park teeth. Bleeding through my tampon slit in your Silverlake hipster art show nonsense guttural translations.
Up on the hill, a bird from up above. Bird flu turns to pigs and goats and Avian spring water. Ketamine trip.
