Suspicious Upper


     Planned a pretty picnic, yet didn’t predict 
     Pigs begged - please eat us
     Allocated table had laid out a feisty feast
     Mince never been seen since 

     Rolled in crackling casing, their fatty flesh
     Confused cuttings, garnish
     New sensations buzzed about, fly nuisance 
     Neurons zoomed zealously 

     Hogs hounded by horrifying hallucinations
     Leotard clad dancer retarded
     Twisted vertebrae a violation, tongue flicks
     Countdown to lard liquidation 

     Psilocybin sunny yellow yolk binds reason 
     Lumen shed no light of lantern  
     Mazatec ritual melted musk pink muscles 
     Slow motion mushroom sprawl

     Mummified corpses crept out of deep crypt
     Afternoon amber amplified fate
     Fast forward formula filter, little pigs fiction 
     Scramble like crabs in a bucket 

     Baked brick brains, barbecued by voodoo
     Vulgar misogyny bursts, a bulb
     Blooms dubious blue in Voyria voyage void
     Wolf at their door signals doom 

     Serpent slithered through halved heart rates 
     Shot of short sighted reaction 
     Spastic synapses jerk erratic, far stargazing 
     Scatter, decant into galaxy icy

     Frozen bones form a crucifix in farmer’ stall 
     Fable of table where food served 
     Sustenance, except the hex that halted them
     Bode their badges vanish in ash


     
     21st May 
      
     A tatterdemalion  
     Demonstrates haste 
     has a bad taste
     Homeless make tracks
     Unashamed, I stay
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May 20, 2025 at 5:56 PM
This reminds of a game I played at Brunch once... (picnic?) but shanghaied by some Cronenburg (or so,) for horrible disturbing psychological "delights."
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May 20, 2025 at 6:19 PM
"Tatterdemalion:" fun.
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