skiska

skiska, originally uploaded by J-Kash.

juice your brain on these suckers:

MESSED POETRY: ROUND II

* * * [GLOB] * * *

thawed beats are but a vein in your leg,
they grow with recessed enormity,
until spawning - from the very cells spurts plantation,
leaves whirl about your limbs to embrace its curves,
to arrive at your vision spectrum,
and impale sight, smell, and sense -
of it all. all but a tiny nosehair in the galaxy of muco-plasma,
cratered upon the gelatinous jaw is vacuum mix street,
wherein tried and tested, the golden hover gloves dance,
and collapse in a puddle of wood, yolk of the winter brow.
three thousand thoughts in one teardrop,
can spur absolute nothingness or absolute somethingness.
can this breath of thick virtue be embraced against the lung?
travelling across slides in a maroon gut are thoughts flushed,
shed like light, it shines like skin,
in the cathedral of crunchy wisdom.

PALINDROME(S) OF THE DAY:

Back, c? Ender's redneck cab.

"Ye! help! pink car rack nipple! hey!?"

Bush = Idiot


So yeah, there's some insantium to keep your motors going.

"Respeck" - Ali G,
J-Harmonius.