Testo Hollow Smoke

Testo Hollow Smoke

Hollow smoke the hole transmitting her hair come out like red meat through uh screen door wiped her shoulder balanced like a ball her face was erect on a long thin neck light rubber mountains in the distance stretched under wind blown spider webs the wind puffed out drank the blue sky one milk cloud grazed the sun sailed into black bag hung t' strap around the girl bowed 'n rested against her cocked hip a row of buttons ran up her like raisins crisp collars folds made shadows under her loose breasts feet orange rakes wiggled sand the sea moved returned claimed one lace paper plate like a frayed damp fish it spun 'n sank in a foaming circle a sandwich corner flys in a gulls beak she smiles her fingers skim into green beads drip roll 'n line off her creased palm clear salt diamonds sparkle on her nose black horns shadows her cheeks turn pink red pulp darts into speech 'n rests between glazed white in a moment I say the day caught me full hot open eyes swam blood graphs cloth grated roughly damp where I set black hair fur 'n wings rancid rainbows hummed the half eatin' dead fish silver 'n pink brine bubbled from the torn off fin I searched for a stick poked the bloated bulb one scale broke loose like uh husk shaped like a fingernail blew away like paper over my shoulder the sand made the highway crawl black 'n wavy my car looked important a fat person moved noisily by with two small children on either hip disappeared down the beach as decorated genitals under an umbrella rocks stuck my buttered body I caught one under my nail 'n flicked it with my thumb Pena said: "You look like a sugared strawberry." we better get going before it gets cold 'n it makes us too hot Pena danced like a wounded stork - held her foot up screaming: "I have been bitten by something!" I consoled her - you have been attacked by a coke cap it's angry teeth prints fading Pena exclaimed: "That's the raspberries." uh banana like uh limp star drooped from her free hand this situation pleased the old man his face smiled leather laughter the thermos opened - the inside of the car tasted like a caramel you walked by this is cold - this is too - somebody will see if we do something about it - it's too day you wanted to - it was your idea - it's damp 'n cold 'n noisy at night though - cops might arrest us - who cares how we go together but Jesus? Pena your legs are pretty as uh crab the way they open "Are like pincers" said Pena innocently "Whales never come out of the water do they?" Pena tongued if that happened it would be uh sticky situation - listen to the ocean - I can't - all those little ears - ha ha pth pth zzzz Pena exclaimed: "That's the raspberries!" what more could you want than to be brought up? the old fart's heart beat like uh drum his mouth was dry 'n there was an angry whelk throbbing from where he'd been poked earlier that day while posing as a dead fish one fly had crawled through the nostrils in his intricate trout replica mask and had somehow got fouled-up in his intricate air-bulb atomizer breathing device 'n it whistled 'n stank 'n tickled with every breath one leg had been torn off where the tube went in his mouth he could feel it hanging from his lip 'n the thought of it almost made him vomit he was numb from the neck down and was too exhausted at this point t' dig himself out of the sand his whole scheme had been foiled by the fog that gathered on the inside of the detailed view holes that even upon close inspection appeared to be eyes
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