THE SONG OF THE FUCKING STRONGHOLD AND ITS ORIGINS

HEAR YE THESE LINES ALL
U LIKE LINEATED HEADS, YO –
AS THEY ROLL IN DRUMS BACK
FROM THE FRONT OR SLUICE
UP FROM THE INDETERMINATED
BACK, AS THEYRE COMPED OUT
B4 U IN THIS VAMP ON THE LIMENS
OF AN AUTO-LIBERATED DISH
OF A PRINGLE – READ ALL ABOUT
IT: ANNOUNCING A NEW BUREAU
CRATIC PHALANX OF REAL ABS
TRACTED MOTHER FUCKERS PRO
JECTED DIMLY SOMEWHAT BOUT
A CORPUSCLE OF SLITHERING
ANAL ISOCONTOURTIONISTS,
BEING THEM WHO DID FLOAT
THIS UNHOLY BIG HYDRATIC
FUCKLOAD OF AN UNCODED
VOID OF A GRANT FOR PURE
TIME AND A VERTICALLY POLI
TICAL LAB IN A WASHED OUT
RESORT MARINA, @ THE CALC
ULATED NULL OF THE SALTON
SEA ITSELF, RESURRECTED. IN
FINITELY QUANTIZING BLING
OVER TIME, THOSE COATED IN
LAB ‘N TWIRLED ROUND BY THE
FURIES OF A SELF-COMPED ELECT
RONIC VAPORIFIC FIELD MAN
AGEMENT, RIGHT DEEP THE X-AXIS
THEY SPEND IN THEIR FORT
IFIED HOLD WHERE THEY CRUSH
DRIED POTATOES, THEIR DESTINY
MANNED IS 2 A-PLICATE 1 SINGLE
UNIT OF A PRINGLE USING HYPER
COMPLICATED APPLICATIONS
OF A 4-DIMENSIONAL DUST MINED
BY THEM IN TOTAL SECRET
FROM BENEATH THE SALTON SEA
WITH A TUBULAR SHOCK TUNNEL
FUELED BY WHAT LUBRICATED
SONNY BONOS SKIS; ID EST THEY
REPOSITION THE ALPHAS FLOAT
ABILITY ZAPPED ROUND A PARA
METRIC SURFACE TO BE POLYNO
MIALLY MAPPED, DUSTED, THEN FED
2 SOME ASSISTANT RETENTIVE WH
O’LL’VE MONITORED LIKE 6 OR XXX
PROBLY ALREADY, ITERATING AN AT
TEMPT TO UNBEND THE WARPED CRISPS
IN THEIR BUCKETS OF LUNCH – CUZ
FLAT BREAD FROM A CLEAT LICKED
AINT GOT THAT TOAST CRUNCH. UH
WHETHER BE FUELED THE LAB BY
THE PEARLS OF MOJAVE’S LOST SHIP
OR THE GILT CENT OF GLOSSED CLIPS
OF AGAVE CURLED, NEITHER 2 EITHER,
THE DOPE IT GOES THAT NO 1 KNOWS
THE LAB HAS FOUND THE DUST, OR
THAT THAT STUFF’S THE REASON 4
THEIR HYPER-LOCALISTIC TRUST. 4
WHAT IT’S WORTH, I THE CHIP
FEAR THE MOTHER FUCKERS
OUAIS 2 SLICK 2 UP AND DEPOSIT
ION ALL THEIR FUNDAMENT
ALS N2 JUST THIS 1 CHIPPED
DISH. & SO ENDS THE PLOT
INITIALIZING NEWS QUIP BY
THE CRISP.
-> WORD
GOT ROUND TO A FINITE SET
UP OF PRE-ACTIVATED EARS
PARED TO SPIT POLY-AROMA
TIC MASTICATED SHIT, LIKE
THE SHIELD TO ITS ARROW
OR THE PERMANENT RUST
IN A INVECTIVE SPRAYED
ON A FRIEZE HUNG OUT IN
DUST LONG THE HORIZONTAL
WALL OF THE LAB FORTRESS –
WERE THAT FRIEZE A VENT,
WE THEIR BREATH COULD STALL.
SO US TROUPE OF 3 HAD AN IRON
IC GO @ CONSIDERING WHAT 2 DO
IN THE EVENT, HOW 2 GET HOMO
TOPICALLY FLAT JUST 1 SINGULAR
CRISP, THEN MERE POINTING IN A
FLOATLESS TOPOLOGY GROOMED
NAUGHT BUT THE SHARPEST
WAY DOWN – AND WE SUNG:
CRACKED UP NEATH A LUTE
OR THE TOOT OF A FLUTE
OR THE TIP OF A TOOTH,
FLAT CHIPS ALWAYS DIG
BLOOD MOATS ROUND OUR MOST
SHARPENED MEMORIES OF YOUTH.
RIGHT SICK THE CUBED POETS
JOKED ABOUT HOW ITS LIKE
NUMB 2 WASTE COMMON RE
SOURCES ON EXPERIMENTS THAT
NO DOUBT MUCH VIOLENCE
MAKE, FOR THE FRAGILE APPARATI
OF THE FORTIFIED HOLD AND
THE COMING CARNAL BLOOM
OF ITS HORIZONTAL WALL TO ITER
8 BEAUTIFULLY, OH!
-> BUT TAPPED
IN ON THE LISP OF THE CRISP’S INTER
COM AND THE BARDIC TRIANGLE’S
ANGLED PHILOSOPHIC SONG, THEM
SCIENCE NITS AND ALL THEIR SPEC
TRAL MANAGERIALS 2 WHOM THE
SPIRAL TENTACLE SPITS TOKENS
HEARD THE SINGING MAKE TRUE
LIGHT OF THEIR PROBLEM, AND A
WOKEN, 2 THEIR POWER'S DELIGHT,
USED THAT COOL THOUGHT AS LUBE
4 THE VACUUM STATIC STINGING
THRU THEIR VAMPIRIC DROOL:
IF WE'LL NOT FLATTEN CHIPS
TILL WE DO SOMETHING DUMB
LIKE CHOKE ON THE DIP,
WE SHLD SCRAP OUR DILEMMA,
WE SHLD FEED ON THEIR QUIPS,
WE SHLD USE THIS HERE INFINITE
GRANT 2 EXTEND THE NUMB
STRENGTH OF OUR HOLD. AND THEN
THE FORTIFIED HANDS GOT 2 WORK
ING UP A REALLY FUCKING HYPER
BOLIC PLAN.
-> WOAH MAN – HEARD
THIS FROM THE FRONT VIA CRISP
DID THE TRIPARTITIONED POETS
AND AMONG OURSELVES LILT
ED: IF THAT THERE LAB, STILT
ED, THO A FUR PIECE YONDER,
IS THE PRIMARY VACUUM OF
THE SHIT THAT WEVE NOTED
MOST PEOPLE DONT HAVE,
WE SHOULD TAKE A LONG WALK
LONG THE PIER GOING FROM
THERE TO HERE AND REDISTRIBUTE
ALL THE SHIT WE CAN GET. SO OUT
LOUD JUST 4 KICKS 2 THE PRICKS:
ONLY IF LIKE 2 PICK UP THE ARGOT
U ROLL ROUND THE BEARINGS
OF YOUR SYNTHO-HORIZONTAL
PARTS OF SPEECH, WE BE
SEECH, MAY WE TRIANGULATE
YR LOCALE AND COME MAKE
A VISIT?
-> LIT UP BY THE SHINE
OF THEIR MANAGERIAL BLING,
THE LAB RATS DROPPED A BOT
TOM LINE: LOOK, HERE’S THE
THING; YOUR RESIDUAL CURRENCY
AS SOME CURRENT RESIDENTIALS
OF THE LOCALITY OCCUPIED BY
ALL OF US, EQUATES NOT 2 AN IN
VITE – ESPECIALLY IN TRIPLICATE.
MOREOVER, SINCE THE HYPE
OF THE SPECS ON THE THESIS
U FLOATED IN THAT LITELY WROUGHT
LYRIC’S ALL BEEN UM EXTRACTED,
IT HAS MEANWHILE CONGEALED IN
2 AN EMERGENT SCENIC PLAN
4 A POST-ESCHATOLOGICAL LAND
2 SUPPORT SURVIVAL’S EASE
4 THE PEOPLE IN THE CAMPS
ROUND THE SEA; 2 AID OUR SEISMIC
SCHEME WE’VE RUN RENDITION
PROTOCOLS FROM AN INHABITABLE
TRANSPARENT SPHERE SO AN OM
PHALIC LAND WILL GLOW THERE, 2 WIT
A VOXELLATED SPECTRAL EQUATION
OF THE SONNY BONO MEMORIAL PARK
– MODELED OFF THE REAL 1 IN DC –
WHICH WE’RE GONNA USE 2 EM
BRACE IN 1 CELESTIAL PLACE, ALL
THE PEOPLE PLUS EACH VIRTU
AL NEED THEY COULD EVER GET
THEIR FEED ON OR EVEN BE FED UP
WITH; YR CATALYTIC CONTRIBUTION
2 OUR ATEMPORAL DESIGN MEANS
U’VE ALREADY JOINED US – VIOLA
TED OR RECOUPED – HOW U LIKE IS
AS ALWAYS UP 2 U. SO BOTH GROW
A HOOK 2 TRY 2 FISH US OUT AND
TAKE HEED AS WE BRAG: U SH
ALL NOT PASS FREELY THRU THE
MONOSCOPIC PANORAMIC
LAG OF OUR 29-DIMENSIONAL
FLAGS NUMBERING NEARLY
3.1415926… AND THEIR ETERNAL
STAFF OF SUPER WEIRD LIKE STATICS
TICIANS HOPPED UP ON WINGS
THAT WE’VE PERCHED ON THE
WALL GROWING HORIZONTALLY
ON THE SEA. EVEN 4 THE BOT
ULISM HAVE WE KEYED A FEAT
– IT’S GOOD 4 MUNGING STEREO
TAXIC MEAT – WE’RE GOING DEEP
REGARDLESS OF THE DEPTH OF
OUR DEGREE.
-> WE 3 RECOILED,
AND LOSING OUR KEEP, WE FELL
FAST N2 SLEEP ON THE DUNES
OF THE DESERT SANDS BEACH;
AND THE PEOPLE, IN REACH OF
THEIR BED, ATE THE CHIP AND
LEFT DUST-COVERED CRUMBS
IN A GRIP OF A STACHE ON A
LEDGE OF A LOOSE UPPER LIP.




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