Host Meets The Cell - Penal Colony

palace stands

on the shrill

man overboard,

the kissinger orifice

cancer raids

on the front

shape-shifting into antediluvian

poultry sloughing off the tendon

marrow invaded by dentrific

I tell myself to pray now

fission can’t live on the follicle

and glucose

doesn’t want to drive

bushings conflagrate the sore

capitalists run from the dorm

riot squad comes to the rescue!

precious is the pushcart

on the dreg;

massive laughter from the Yeti

queried a few to find the trader

and whether

he ever found his array

I don’t want to give it away

but I heresy

scurvy of the finger-three

and you don’t want that noise

at all,

not as bad as the gangerine

sucking out the sugar venom

spitting into the Louvre

pressured the heart of darkness

just like a brain in the nude

licking the wings of a fly

ripping the virgin film

forgive me for the last 12 lies

I’ve got 13 to kill

host meets the cell

under this skin

host meets the cell

speak to the din

host meets the cell

notify my kin

host meets the cell

came walking in

palace stands

on the shrill

man overboard,

the kissinger orifice

cancer raids

on the front

shape-shifting into antediluvian

poultry sloughing off the tendon

marrow invaded by dentrific

I tell myself to pray now

fission can’t live on the follicle

meters turn into inches

and celcius to farenheidt

found myself speaking hindu

Gita collects at the door

I only tried to fix the problem

I was only trying to make things right

ignore my weakness

leave me to my retribution