Younisos / Writer … Carnal experimental poetry

Posts tagged “dark poetry

Meat, void, and carnage

 

horror — is nothing — my bowels per se — had razors at lunch — horror — nothing — blank sun — iced virtual fuck — my liver — frozen — snatched breath — squeezed red cells — blowing off the dark sap of my plasmatic silence

silence

 

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Self-portrait by Younisos

 

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Bowels

Bowels stretched on the verb — bowels cut up for the sake of the blank enlightened cadaver of wailing prose — my sweet liver, raped in the hardened crypts of deep east…

Bowels, torn, sheared in blind deaf images… only viscera could flow in scarlet silence — breath perpetuates the agony that pierces the pancreas of the flux — cancer and lust are sodomizing each other deep in dawn around the Wi-Fi substratum of death.

 

 

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Digital putrefaction

Images are dripping…
Cancer is coming, soon…
Cyber-mushrooms puke their mad fuchsia sap in the ears of crippled desire.
— Sophisticated civilization disgorges the most rotten meats.
I have no smartphone. Death is coming, baby…
Digital infection invades the flux, huge abomination… putrescent, crawling larvae, chips and microchips swarming in pus.
Where is my cock ?
Solar vertical forces are swallowed by slugs, worms and virtual octopuses.
Why don’t you slay me, baby ?

 

 

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Self-portrait by Younisos


Synaptic rush

her nails
yelling
on the blank abyss
of my balls /

gutted foamy anguish stroking the hanged carcass of
nonsense /

ectoplasmic mushrooms
glowing through sticky brain molasses /

sensual anxiety shitting its fuchsia gall on the final cake of sidereal panic /

vital beat is raping
me

 

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Interzone 3001

Hanging on the solar hook
of blind limpid sky,
a huge flayed ox
is crying
his thick
scarlet
tears.
 —
Eleven bikini nymphs
wiggle
under the red rain
in September.
 —
Dionysus snatches his heart
and throws it to the Maenads of the Web.
 —
A juicy redhead
shits her milk
on the slaughterhouses
of
Interzone
in 3001.
 —
The ax of Aesthetics
falls down on a nightclub
full of round skinned thighs …—
 —
In my bed,
a huge flayed ox
is lying,
crushing the tender breasts
of my slashed milky girl.—
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Younisos


Cut-up alley

guts torn along alleys darkened by howler assassins warm heart snatched gray wall agony sawn neck dazed blade rusty dull my entrails on the table sheared light drilled multiple vertical crack slow impalement walking through the cut-throat street broken ribs hoping for some headless glow cracking the cartilage of the spear yelling loud twirling blinding furious cock singing upcoming murders licking sweet thighs killer Bone gleaming biting hilarious rump steak blood mixed with fresh brains spattered on Mary’s cleavage the artist is not an ego she went home licking her own tits  that’s my skull  “the-flow-flows” could coincide with : SILENCE

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Scarlet streams

streams of broken ribs
gutted fruity nymphs
meaty slanting flow
flooding gurgling
sap

mad sausages
whining milk
dappled mornings
creamy hole of light

— giant bone impaling the frail soft skin
of the present

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