BANG bang bang shooooooooooooot.
Nadia says my dick is the rise and fall
of the Baader-Meinhof group.
Holger and his pink asshole like a Porsche Targa,
I came like a bomb planted at the head office
of false consciousness.
Saw Cortigiani girls and the Borgia boys,
cocks like a stock of carbines.
I beat a housemaid.
Shot a wad with the Marquis de Sade.
Told a cupid girl I jizzed on Roni Horn’s “Pink Tons”
in 2008—Boston, ICA.
Ate a cunt locked behind nineteen iron doors.
Saw a pussy like one, two, three Vietnams.
Found the clit in the back of the throat.
Fast fuck autobahn___________________________
Dolly mixture boyslush.
Marat in the bathtub drinking with the leach collector.
Saw six hundred well chosen heads
marching like urban guerillas.
Their ending is happy.
I’m slobbering from the eye.