eleven dinosaurs together

boogie woogie afternoon

and the crickets

shit your panties

nursery record made the top

dull fornications and temples of old

gonorrea is forever

and suck my pistol

is this just juice

or eleven dinosaurs together

there is a phone

i've got a cock

you've got a clock

i've got the moon

you've got a spoon

i've got my balls

you've got to call

there is a phone

each one is gone

till the moon is over

where did all the werewolves go

tears in their eyes

the clock has gone insane

and i just want to marry

each single pedestrian

that eyes me

is this the way

or shall we pray

to be gay

Norman don't you cry for my Supermarket

Clark don't you rest in my bollocks

as i say to you

hey this isn't going as far as promised

whenever the hole ends

i'll fuck the pussy of this rat

and don't be such a fucking parrot

i never regret my obsidian temple

delay the new sindrome

follow the sun

and we'll fuck this year

till the moon is over

falos parlantes

ENTIENDO QUE ELLA SE SIENTA MAL AL RESPECTO

los varones intelectuales recuerdan mucho a jodorowsky

al final todos somos enormes falos parlantes

a pesar de todo

hay una grandeza en los hombres

que no puede ser negada

Melville, Conrad, London

un gran primate ancestral pudriendose al Sol