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The Song of the Cosmic Butcher

On my desk, lies a flayed pig.
 
Among cerulean fires I see quivering steaks, and sliced breasts.
 
— Frightful phalluses soar in the air ; streams of blood splatter the atmosphere.
 
In sun’s hollow a vulva glows, strange crack, stuffed with gold and bright blue.
 
On white bed, lies a pig’s head — Fresh lips blooming on cream and strawberry, and the taste of death.
 
A huge carnage erupts in my head — In my dreams I hear the ruddy laughter of eleven gutted girls — blank rage — sensory blast — when I sleep I often have my throat cut — in heavens I see slaughtered oxen and thick pale boobs full of pulp.
 
In moon’s hollow an anus gleams, stuffed with silver and gutted dreams.
 
Wide creamy hips among meringue and cherry, and pork tongue — high lactescent butts in filmy night, and spurts of lunar cum.
The moon swells and bursts, milk springs and spreads — in white sky, I see the carmine meat of sixty thousand boneless nymphs.
 
Through celestial darkness now appear quivering rump steaks, and sliced livers.
 
On my desk, lies a butchered girl.
 
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Cut-up on deep throat in the sky

cut !
cut it up
silent cum
sidereal throat
cerulean blowjobs
bits of howling melon
viscera on the horizon
wild murderous sausages
cruel schizophrenic rump steak
blind giant bone fucking the moon

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Younisos


Big pale boobs kill

We’re done with books. Double dish of peas and the killing joy squirting through radioactive brains. I’m a carrion, more or less. Busty scarlet woman is the killer. Deadly bright tits destroy all rational thought (Bill just screwed the ginger boy). Sodomy is the tight blank fullness of silence. Big Bone is masterminding the next great aesthetic Butchery. Danaé will terrorise the keyboard and the verb. Her pale blinding boobs are cutting up human software. I’ll sit and let carnal light break up heavens. The writer eats the blade as he can when mad sun shows up with silver giant dildos and tiny blank skirts.

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Carnal flux

hordes
of flayed oxen
glowing in broken sensory flows

streams of beheaded redheads
pouring in the gray sluice of my torn skull

six hundred cold knives standing up in lunatic sheaves through the fiery dawn

flood of tender thighs
milky blindness around morning light

and my brains
unctuous atrocious brains
licking the blade of tenderness

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The silence of the thigh

a thigh a thigh as it appears enlightened where the verb disappears into the muteness of the thigh abyss on silence and screams bloom in skin and curves through azure steaks and sliced breasts are quivering sidereal dissolution into bowels chaos of light spouting fury  meaty colour shut up forget about psychoanalysis destroy screens withdraw your eyes from the swarm  of speech be silent  I planted the fork in the thigh and blood spurted three large scarlet drops on pale flesh  three red rivulets that I savoured on the thigh with my tongue in bright flowing delight the pale obscenity of a smooth ass  brightens my intimate atrocity  in my  glowing skull  the light (suffused with crime) strips off  the ultimate meat a thigh a thigh the sensory killing sings in sharp twists and quiet night lying through placid milk

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Anal azure

When a giant blade rises in the sky,
yelling at the sky :
YES ! and fuck you ! sky,

the river of desire
in silence, may vomit
its convulsed scum
its slaughtered melons
young velvety vulvas
and amputated nymphs

and monstrous anal-dildos
dreamed
in
Salò.


Quand une lame géante se lève dans le ciel,
criant à tue-ciel :
OUI ! et fuck you ! le ciel !

alors le fleuve du désir
peut, en silence, vomir
son écume convulsée
ses oranges égorgées
ses jeunes vulves
veloutées
ses naïades amputées

et ses coïts anaux
rêvés
à
Salò.

Extrait de CARNAGE SENSITIF de Younisos

http://www.edilivre.com/carnage-sensitif-20a52d237d.html

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Younisos


Bony madness

a radical blade extends its iced platinum
on sawn skulls —
huge eggs
crimped marrow
mad cartilages
erect bone breaking up heavens
 —
flabbergasted guts
puke their meaty screams
on lymphatic aphonia —
flat ribs
blown gelatin
stillborn green sky
crippled fractal twisted smash
 —
and my frightened glands
fall apart
in ionic cracklings
slicing the synaptic song
of dismembered aesthetics —

 

cold breast
sidereal gristle
bony phallic killing

slashed immanence

Younisos

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