ACROSS THE UNIVERSE
here broken images are collected
here things fall apart
brains are out dumps are in
the sky, of course she is too
falling.
i tried to turn my wings
to wide open; mirrors
are everywhere
and faces are broken.
i saw a dream, actually
i always would dream but never
remembered what i have eaten
last time.
last time last real people’s
lusty representative came to me
and whispered: how she like to suck-
my mind.
and yes, i could rely upon reality
i could rely upon everybody’s underwear
if they’re clear.
fake, fucked, fabricated animations of life
how beautiful ice creams are
how sexy porn movies already
somebody will turn me off?
thanksgivings for war
we’re still in happy mood
oh i remember: i dreamed chicks
when i was a teenager
but it’s not a big deal
i still dream chickens when
i am eating; something
stacks, something is really big
obviously coming.
second coming maybe!
perhaps all of us will be saved!
or memphis’ spiritus mundi
will piss on cemetery-
of american patriots.
i am a hero lives in a beautiful war
i fight in the city with fake puppets
and all over
and over all full of car
full of cyanide
full of religious pimps might sell
second hand, clean-used whores
here are products
blessed then fucked.
who i am?
who am i?
who are you?
who who who
wow can i draw
a picture about
all of you
but not i
am who?
are we?
are not
choosed.
but
this is the way the world is
satisfied
this is the way the world is
satisfied
this is the way the world is
satisfied
not with a bang
but with a
whimpering vibrator.
24.02.08 / Islamabad
