HUMAN SQUEEGEE by Theodore Wallbanger
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seconds struck at zero mark
decades lost on image doves
sucking wind from other
plastic injected pill boxed chums
everlasting boredom rails
fucked with shit snot sandwich fails
snap laugh trails of discovery
would unleash rampage destiny
time existed to initiate
new hope a change a quick refrain
we cull
ability to hypnotize
allowed for organic heater rides
of excavation with robotic eyes
my human squeegee
provided me
cleansing breakthroughs destroying
human bullshittery
squeegee optics
smashed all lies
from grown up toxic lullabies
scraping souls helped fill the vaults
with rotting flesh
we primed with salts
the cakes we baked from
the fakes would take
us all to a cosmic
wonder place
A wonder funk spirit living in a labyrinth of spectacle releases word bangs from his fingertips while smiling as Theodore Wallbanger. Prose pops with rampage sauce cascade rhythmically from dimensions Wallbanger thrives in. The frothy balance of Wallbanger’s published work has not been released into the wild as of this cheery, blueberry blurb. Run your eyes across verbose lines that shimmy-shake like an erotic pancake, urging you to spin toward the lands of imagination.
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