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Never let them see you in a sweater, October 26, 2010
This review is from: Sexy Pee Story (Audio CD)
Fog fills the horizon, erasing the skyline between lungfuls of regret and moisture. Death threats and rent checks, and the obliteration of all senses for just a moment. Arms hang as dead weight. Jowls like warm slices of cheese. Eyes unable to relay information -- just glossy orbs upon which the reflections of shapes dance as if in an aquarium.
Out at sea now, on a vessel of rags and twigs. Twinge and rage. Like Andrea Dworkin on maternity leave. It's crowded out here in between the rows of cement, in the primordial pestilence, the color refracted into space meaningless to passing commuters who have no visual cortexes. Who come with their own decoder baggage. You wouldn't understand. When does a bad sense of humor turn into the ravings of a lunatic anyway?
Interbreeding is the only way to survive, Aquaman. My sexy pee story is more sad than sensual. It happened at church camp. If you bring the whip, I'll bring the cream. I'm riding on a roller coaster crucifixion. Lazarus and Jim Henson doing the watusi in the loop-de-loop. Unicorns vomiting up leprechauns. Lepers in the bounce house, vulvas drying on the dock.
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