DUBYA DUBBED

Nauseating the polyps of destruction speak nausea vomiting on their deaf ears in their eardrums filled the cries of mutilated membranes cries of collateral destruction hey baby no one is innocent when the world is a terrorist target your body dead a flatulent leader laughing bathe in the rays of dear nuclear babies hanging over soft skulls with razor words with ingrown desires to live in peaceful wartimes piano concerts nauseating happiness the reason supreme the actual reason believed to destroy flesh destroy minds import nauseating happiness smiling family smiling make nauseating innovative creative murders beautiful killing-machines roaming in the sky soon the wrath of god will be hovering like metal melons but man below means nothing never did the dada ghost materialized as advertising gene in the presidential bunker in the sky under the sun heating scattered limbs charcoal burning bodies burning rays burning bright the skin peeled microwaves causing burning sensations crowd control that is not daddy’s war but mommy’s little guy running the world now mommy I am on the top of the world-bank tower pies in my head now mommy it is burning everywhere mommy I lit the flame my face on every face my name on every lip their bloodstained lips razors wire cutting off sweet lips my stuffed pigs eating workers heels cereal-humans for breakfast before I join my doggy rummy and rape some more smiling happy victims before lunch smiling stapled to the seal I soar in my teddy-bear high over little men and woman below I eat their dreams feed my pigs on the wings with their smoldering lust no more freedom fly woman die man sorry baby no lust but fear lingers like foam on the side of the grim age face stretching the tongues lick the hole lick the blood lick the charcoal sing some more before laughing we dance on the grave oat the poor eat delicate hymen soup scratching membrane fat oiling the vagina black missile envy I am you daddy inside your daddy-mind outside the nausea I am the final fantasy I am the warmonger’s idea I am the supreme democratic leader the republican cadre anointed war son lingering still within happy now daddy where is mommy now daddy mommy daddy where now daddy when I fly high over burning buildings little train-tracks bent like weeds in the bonfire my bonfire will engulf the world look how my brain grows its tentacles usurps every individual no more like is like the add for a better life my darling coming from heaven darling like a leaflet dancing between the rays beaming weapons I want directed energy weapons daddy like on TV daddy make me some ray guns that would be fun I am bored with the cluster bombs they only tear the flesh not cooking it like we did that summer daddy when you seduced rummy and we became one two three and back in the holographic mind the sucking thumb…