I don’t
want anyone or anything or any canary in my chest. I was born under a
bridge that wrecked two places when it crumbled its connection from the
WalMart in Nazareth to the Dixie Motor Speedway crushed up my
dick. I arrived with legs, and ran myself red: where red is an
equation solved for X, and I am the stupid fucked dependent variable
not represented in the syntax. I was born under a bridge with hell in
the name, the name in hell, the shit-magnet retro-trench where everyone
you’ve met and you and whoever else will soon be buried under a
sod of slod and screaming babies. There were arches in my Marches
and rocks that trembled when you sneeze. There was night and air
and I was just sitting around her under, mega-fucked, as if sewn inside
a cell wall of some dreamboat preteen with perfect tits, set to secure
her midlife blubber.
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Dick Palace channeled Blake Butler via Heather Anne
Mullins via Blake Butler on the fourth iteration of Sed Simbar Simbar,
wearing a cloak of No and seven pins for lotion, with which he would
always eat alone.
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DICK PALACE 1 via Blake Butler via Derek White
DICK PALACE 2 via Blake Butler via Heather Anne Mullins
DICK PALACE 3 via Blake Butler via Gene Morgan
DICK PALACE 4 via Blake Butler via Bradley Sands
DICK PALACE 5 via Blake Butler via Go-Go Rasputin
DICK PALACE 6 via Blake Butler via Josh Maday
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