Wednesday, December 20, 2006

Itchy Skin After Brazilian Waxing

in your yurt

Female Models On Choppers

Kickapoo speaking

Kickapoo (Bill Wahpepah) talking to the Medicine Men Conference, Intertribal Friendship House. Oakland CA, 1979

Saturday, December 9, 2006

Regal Breadmaker Paddle K6743

heroic epiphany of Jah Klacan

Jacques Lacan in his cage.
Jacques spins like a lion,
Semin and disseminates the sign ...
Soon, in the steamy interior, Jacques
drilled channel.
Canal Lacan or the great escape ...
But what first goes through there?
fate and that he, just like that slut?
-death Lacan insists on the outskirts of the fort closed
when everything goes to the channel.
For the lock, ball caps and black, brown masses pass. But not
Lacan. There
benefits yet, while he is chubby.
Have you ever seen Lacan ? No matter
was missing: a little heap
.

Here, then to the cage, making the shaman, the analcanal mathematize
Lacan, in
shebang from beyond, in bickering mom-poo,
the carafe tata hole of nothingness through which passes the rabble.
disclosing Houdini. Dodging

ringmaster,
Klacan the trickster is born, it Klacan Jah, fluting the trickster
mediumistic
pythiste it as a good chew,
to Lacan, by knots languages. Jah Klacan
that's the channel Lacan.

is true that there Klacan woozy language. In his
trafiquote channel it in good dad cancan. His nose
wholesale sign there droppings.
Raring to go there gouroute. It
canalyse.
Facing the canal, impatient ringmaster.
What comes out of the cage? Drum roll.
And suddenly, without warning,
Klacan Jah simulates granny.
Mamilacan, who laughs and who knits, which
nodes, place the balls, and quacks
the dwarf conscious:
Language monkey king, the holy sign, the letter she steals the title, just
Instead of the Other, currency mimetic.
Her tongue flies imitate. The jinn
Engineering monkey, and leaves the idle Trainer.
But that limit? mamilacan? Ringmaster? the gene which means'? This is the shamanic
diablée! Just a little tail
unleashed, of kidnapping the missing reptile, the little hop and
of démonée, wow words chained!
Applause.

Klacan flying-trickster,
jinn abduction Transportation bold
lurking out the carpet, sliding
of ecstasy on the fly ... Overlapping
hysteria miraculous (though latent)
oh well until the afterlife, at least! Not by
anal canal, no no not by water bath.
Splash. Number accomplished.

Yes that's right, the decal, hardened fingerprint:
the name of the father the son and the holy spirit, future
signed Marian and covered obols
Klacan evokes Lourdes or Benares,
connected water basin healthcare, spa treatments where
bloom:
chapels lotto, casino sacred ... Where
bathe as sick and dying ... The water passes
Does the sanctuary?
Drum roll.
water has.
Good answer. Applause.

Language course we bathe in, the water finally
there does not lie.
She is not lying face,
language face to face, but it stutters it
tell,
face to face at faface: hole of nothingness.
Klacan Jah Channel Lacan face, face to face
the mortuary, where they died
,
language channel. Jah Klacan

Allo?
Who I lie?
Not only no, but there klacaner Lacan!
In the clear water of the Olympus,
an entire stage of mirrors!
sport that's conducive to dreams!
Tragic traffic with the afterlife, there is
gold is a good laugh.
We tinker with it.

How Does Lola Luftnagle Dress

Canal Lacan







Monday, December 4, 2006

Calories When You Have Dierrah

jargonnons


Why the yurt? To get unassignable, without losing focus. It is important to have homes, but not assigned a home, not root. A home for recalcitrant language of man. In short an asylum. An asylum speech impaired.

Seen from outside, the yurt is a skin. It is worthless or not much, but still no wind it flies, it's easy to decamp, it can be dismantled and it goes back anywhere, it's Babel gets heavier kits for not excessive.

From skin outside and inside the word. But the word taken from the belly, not ring-like, that resonates here, which Ventron. That vibrate the skin down. Who tambourine. In the yurt so we Ventron, it makes the noise that is the word. Turn the language in the cheeks, there are lumps of words. There is talk of villains, the forgotten, the not-yet-spoken, not-recognized, unheard of, speech impaired, unusual.

In the yurt, pot migration, the moch'mots pondons among the expatriates bouch'tordues exiles. Accents the chew, old, new, family, the distance, the next, and chew. Mouths dives into the pot, the human languages in a yurt, then put the cooking. Language of cooked tongue confit, the TOUILLON. Milk TOUILLON the language. Talking TOUILLON slugs. Roads to taste, to tar migration. Y taste in the yurt, where the words crawl and taste to roads, land-streaking broth.

This language is said tongue, the yourtons. His old milk, yaourtons. Kindergarten, Fromageon. A language where jargonnons milking.