wooden mammoths breaking ice

[FedbeeeF]

"Wooden Mammoths Breaking Ice"

(a stolen heartache beats the drum of uncomfortable questions)

a river's quest shuns the same as shame is rain is flowing ever closer to the dust fueled achre of water and salt. water turns to wine and winds around the windy terrace as its leaves are blowing further blowing further from its merit. they inherit piles of whispy whiles of water fragments, water fragments scrape across the inner sequence of my bone. i boned my sister. boning phones in buttholes' eyes scrapes again across my crocodile necklace. broken bones and gravestoned walking ghostowns through the ever growing river. leaves have left behind a mind of capsules and it captures as it captures as the dulling fragrence of frozen ponds lay underneath the heartbeat of a cocky stallion. beneath the river lies the leaves, as leaving is a lie, but if leaving is a lie to be alive would be to stay. in such a case the leaves could be the truth and would thus be placed atop the ripples. my sisters nipples. i don't even have a god damn sister! come again? I don't even have a sister! oops you came too quick. and as quickly as the hare strides toward its prey it remembers the words of its wise old master:

"The Mud Elephant wading through the sea leaves no tracks..."


EDIT: yeah its dadaist, but i dont give a fuck

[barumunk]

 

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