Mid-West Mythos Part three

If the shoe fits, it's on the other hand.

Someone set a Fire in that gate School teachers yard. As a fire chases the gasoline it's heading straight to do his home harm. Horns Blair from big trucks and there's jocular laughs to wake the poor man already his home is the blaze of flame he's not getting out of this one without some severe skin damage or worse.

Hey it's a long violent tradition, the rules don't have to be written. They're in a sinner Sinister DNA just waiting to be overlaid. And they say we rise from a pagan Dark Age. But any religion needs its sacrifices it needs a lot of folks to die. And I think we've got a rite contradiction never changes it's stocks every night.

Another day in a cloud of second-hand smoke. The City sporadically has Cops engaged in obscure activities once this area was peppered with temples and burial mounds. But every inch of it has been torn away. Paranoid did too much acid and so we go into a city of ghosts. Dried up skeletons on the floor to Facebook, no one posts. City was inflame but now reclaimed by plants and animals.

The Revolutionary year they turned the grass Lawns into gardens. Tomatoes corn and beets radishes near the streets the whole city bursting with food. They had to make new laws that put this whole nonsense down. Homeless people happily eating ears of corn as they walked through your town.

Buckets of popcorn on every street corner. It was a long strange hot season, and it tasted like freedom. A short-lived culture, resented for their public nudity. Feedback submit to heart attack live under the Seal of prudity.

Sticky shrouds hung amongst the towels. Had it ever started, it be all over now.

young women walking by with the summer light in their eyes come their nipples are like fruit.

The Prairie wolves are back, and they're hungry for men.

And those that come after us will make mobiles from our bones drill holes to make them whistle in the Wind

The occult symbology of future tribes.

Strange animals throughout the area throughout the area in Derby Kansas there's a Raptor bird 6 times larger than a bald eagle. it is called the morladuke. Shiny black feathers and the red talons. A brutal League second tear through a locked car to get at you.It makes its nest in deep tunnels and it's cry is like the scream of a woman being dipped in hot oil.

A ancient tomahawk came spinning through the wall of time tob reach the officers forehead. A short and sudden horde of locusts stripped his body down to the bones.

Time riff time riff garage sale, if items from every decade from the last hundred and twenty years.

Sending smoke signals from burning piles of biscuits.

Once this area was a land of steaming swamps. Chris story reptiles. Small intelligent creatures does seem like a hybrid of frogfish and man. These intelligent creatures were genocided by the first wave of Native Americans from the old world.

Nomads from another world late night wondering beside the freeway being up the debris to make housing out of. Mouth is like your pussy but your pussy says it all

Lush green corn follows the creek. It really shows in the bloated egos of the meek. These saturated dinner plates they seem oblique. But then my life and opinion means nothing cuz I'm a freak. I wear a suit of living butter and I'm augmenting myself to have a beak. My life nor my opinion matters, because I'm a freak. These might be the end times, but turn the other bleak. , I'll Never Dying In Paradise but at least the quest was sweet.

I'll seek the Prairie Beach. Under the under the soil, a bunny tunnel. They dragged bright flags..Liberate the capital state of hate it'll feel great when they contemplate make them migrate out of our place.

cars rushed by on the asphalt blur. Limited view of roadkill Zoo for the children's limited view of roadkill Zoo for the children's to see. Fossil-fuel blackened trees unpleasing freed of my enemies.

Concentration camp by the off ramp full of sad eyed children. they're popping up in every town, we don't need these children around keep them in a convenient box unintended til they stop moving.

And the and the underpass has graffiti brushed with hands of human blood. Taking a left on Madison the return of those who've never been here continuously for several minutes I would have to hold you for a while huh they like that the city roads are slathered in plaque. I never went there and I'll never

go back.. pack  a large amount of frowns into a shack.

Yeah these stupid constant even know who's fucking them they work hard to provide the lubricant. Yeah fuck you stupid uneducated assholes. America goes down as the majority Burns a little tolerance but they're a little knowledge don't mean shit. 8 people in California have to vote to cancel out one single Kentucky vote, fuck that bullshit.

These alternative World restaurants keep popping up here and there. I just entered one that has cream of maggot with a dream caramel sauce little stems that taste like pussy sweat. Succulent stringy oyster milk. The raw and softened Flesh of a purple frog that gives you a buzz that lasts about 3 hours. I try to hit these places while they are still on the map and while I have money. Delivering a dozen black eggs that get hotter as you shake them so you can cook them with a vigorous motion..taking them into Elder evening Avenue. Pasta pasta creepy billboard with stapled on eggs.. whacked out looking religious holy man at the address this spooky Green Building where we can go to worship something or somebody. Homeless by the side of the road asking for donations that we cannot give what do not have. I got four bucks to stretch 9 days bro.

Now we're at the corner where there is a Stern Bank gray people in Gray suits who never say thanks. Driving up to the old shopping mall little over a hundred years it has stood here I'm in sunken my little bit into the ground I have a big bed suitcase. Fold It Out sleep in it carry your gear in it nice cool place to stuck up your beer in it.

Phosphorescent dragonflies leave chem Trail patterns as they Dart through the sky.

And the sky cracks. And I'm not coming back. Seems to be that you'll never miss me will suck you too. And the rivers dry, they poke out immigrants eyes. And when is the new job to apply to I say screw you I'm not going to be a reference. You fucked hard as this shit and now you're in it and you don't like it how about you educate yourself beforehand bitch. But it's too late for that, Dave repossessed you're welcome mat. You never knew where was that but you could have learned. In the land of no sympathy how much do I have for a ye not a whole lot fuck you completely fuck your dog too. And now that's too late pause, you want to contemplate how to make things great you've already fucked us baby you've already fucked the hell out of us. You fought for all we have to be taken away you fought for this nation to decay. The course I warned you but it held no Sway and I say fuck you

It was all over before I was born. Welcome to the motherfuking Anthropocene storm. No problem keeping warm even during the deepest winter we done fuck this world. Lots of people try to warn us he'll I tried to warn you. But as long as we can consume and reproduce we're happy right? Fuck the Next Generation give me a bite.

Thanks to the Electoral College, idiots skip to choose our leader not a mass. Idiots want to choose the sociopath piece of mother fucking shit fuck that

Here we are at McFadden's Diner. We picked up some delicious orange and cranberry tea for some lucky Midwest Center as well as some sauteed Roadkill with extra garlic also for some lucky Midwest sinner delivering a little fishball residue purifying a beaker for some lucky Wichita minion.

Now we're bringing deep fried fat to some lucky republicrat.

Delivering a plate full of calamari birthing tubes stuffed with asparagus.

Delivering some Amanita muscaria ice cream to some lucky Wichita soul.

Delivering 3 oz of bacon so crisp. And the grease glimmers in the sunlight like crystals.

Up next we hit Scrimjohns for some pickled dolphin fin. Some weed oil infused ice cubes, and donut flavored potato chips.

Delivered it to a girl in a pageboy hair do and green and silver dress.

On to the flipfox bakery to pick up some grilled chewing gum and grease softened owl beaks.

Now we hit McWangs for 200 broiled hummingbird tongues sprinkled with dyslexia juice. Deliver that to the guy with the eye in the pyramid tattoo on his forehead and the soft fuzzy blue shirt.

Off to the nothing but Bacon Restaurant where we will pick up some Tangy orange chicken and hummus tea.

Okay I admit that I ate 3 luscious frog livers from that bucket from McMex. The Taste lingers in my mouth for 45 minutes make me sing the national anthem backwards again.

Now it's off to Grandma's porridges stop. They got the best broccoli porridge in a 40 foot radius.

We delivered that to a little Billy Goat Gruff and are on our way for the next order. Some bare nipple soup with a side order of century egg. These people live better than I ever will goddess bless them there good old American things.

Now our shift is over and we're heading off to Grankos to get a baggie of hallucinogenic puffballs. Just hold them under your nose and squeeze and breathe in deep sweet succulent bitter spores fill your nose and soon the color is get a little bit funky for 15 minutes.

Delivering some pickled stomach acid to the good folks of Wichita.

Delivering pretzels stuffed in pig intestines. Delivering gravy extra salty and a half. Delivering Soylent cheeseburgers. Delivering garlic bandersnatch tacos.

Humid times

Summer humidity like a clenched fist around my throat my knees are ruined. Wander around my tomb, while I rearrange some books.

I wear my sunlight on a canker sore that festers in my heart. I go to town to run down clowns, pile their bodies into a cart. When you state, I have nothing to say. It's cuz I don't know when to start. Come back up from that foam, place a taco stand in your hand when we're apart. Let's drink, soda till our livers explode. Unload my woes beside the road somebody all full of butterscotch and cum will pick them up. Tapping on a strap-on. I am not sure what happened I just know the soda Blues. Cheap stacks of meager Shoes full of holes. And this is a voice recognition poem so some of the words are going to fall off the map. Try to Perry my strap-on bitch slap. Melting to wired and I am too tired to take a nap. Wines too expensive I drink Roadkill rotgut blood fluid with a syringe I stick it in my nuts. Gurgle on my own blood to on somebody else's card I've got some place to go stick me out into a tombstone full of foam. Dabbed angel get some Buzz Feed while you're still pretty because you're fading fast and getting gritty.

So apparently, Jim Morrison would wake up after hours of recovery and dreams to write some beautiful poetry. But then drink the rest of the day to stop the visions.

And thunder is the call of the back brain so ancient and it still remains. Set to read the Future I cross my fingers over the folds of leaves the creases tell what oils and proteins got it releases. Three steps forward two steps back is a story of our race our people our thing. Are named, and are Blaine. Yeah that's our shame let me lay naked and freezing rain again hear the pulse of the Earth As I Lay Dying. No use of crying because it's a waste of blamed. Know style, Turnstile in this life I'm a fluid druid. My seed seeps into the sea of a knowing deep visions in a world full of tormented dirty greasy pearls.

We like our Lacks. Filter our poem through a humid aftermath. I can swim through the hot air. You don't care about my despair. You cut off all your pubic hair. You cut the voltage to your genitalias. You swear by the code of the video game don't go outside. Live in a virtual world the outside world has been folded down oxygenated. Devastated stay inside and you don't see the meth heads twitching on the street. Wichita residents walking around with sticks. Forty thousand people in the Red Hats. I couldn't help it, I vomited on your welcome mat. Nurse said soda for 4 hours. And a new generation stands, understandable. And yet nothing is new. Your women want to be sexually abused. You only go for the Arrogant Road you want someone who thinks they're better than you.

You can't choke out here, go outside to die go outside to die it's Autumn or maybe it's July go outside. To die go outside to die.

Good baby, good fluffy little flightless bad. I'll feed you grapes and lemonade as you lie upon my welcome mat. Good little bad you're a good little bad. Beautiful soft fur that I stroke with my hand you're the best flightless bad I've ever seen on this land. Big juicy sour puffball mushrooms with a bra off all their own a taste like nothing else you ever experienced. After it rains and they've absorbed it, squeeze that puffball with an outward explosion like a birdshot shotgun we got spores and juices you're like chia seeds of Spore is just chew and swallow and his juices they just kind of dissolve in your throat with a lofty Beam with a super Grande the best part of summer is sucking them.

It rained so much that in the front yard I'll go for a swim. Overnight warm sea creatures have appeared seeds and sperm and eggs from the sand mix and make new creatures on this land. Good kitties pretty babies pretty baby so now I dance naked, but wearing a mask made of the breeze and trash if I'm beside the road flapping leaves metal Greaves. Plastic lips on this mask that flashes in the sun with Prismatic colors blinding everyone as they go by they can't see my cock cuz they're going into the ditch from being blinded.

A walk through a house made of cookies. The stars are made of felt and illuminated with LED lights. It's time for a 14 hour nap.. a carpet of spongy fungus brought down as spores from meteors. Climate change and the different filter the air made it happen I hope you're satisfied. Most of the grasshopper is now have bumpy Cancers and tumors all over her they look like rotten pickles now. In the sun glare so hot if you don't have air conditioning in your car you're going to die on the road just the way it goes you might maybe walk and survive. And when every day thousands die from the Heat you might wish that decades earlier you listen to what I said but now it's too late and of course by now I'm dead. No the plants of nature displace they had to go to a higher climate to survive they had to migrate when's in a seed seed in the Wind now we've got some tropical plants my friends but the sunflower is gone now the lambs quarters they're gone now the wild garlic in the bees are gone now we are liking it we say hey industrial and 2 percenters go you love everything you do is kill our soul.

A storm cloud of flies are going to strip You Alive cover you with by its lay eggs in your insides then away they fly you only have 3 days to have a whole history to build a few families and they're going to die.

And man becomes cannibal Republicans they started first they got to provide that meat for the family they saved your family the expense of a hearse for a grave being as your bones will be thrown in a ditch somewhere outside of town. And the preacher sucks the life fluids of his base as they Praise Him and wave their hands they got flags of him they got shirts that he merchandize to them. He is our savior he's making so much money off of them plans little laws it's going to fuck them over and starve their kids and they wave that flag and they follow his jizz

A little pushing and lack of Christian and the angels give up more than can be believed. Everybody is wet with bacon grease. Pomegranates grow by on big trolleys. Biscuits and gravy line to Horizon and there's more mice chief.