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BIG SUR191

Churning, Churning, Me—
Panties—Panties—
these ancient fancies are
so girling—You’ve not seen
mermaids in my actual sea
—You’ve not seen sexless babies
with breasts of Majesty—
My wife—My wife—
Her name is Oh so really
high life

The low life Kingdom where
we part out tea, is sea
side Me—
Josh—coof—patra—
Aye ee mo powsh—
Ssst—Cum here read me—
Dirty postcard—Urchin sea—
Karash your name—?
Wanta swim, sink or swim?
Ears ringing again?
Sea vibrate rhythm
crash sets off cave
hanger blowers whistling
dog ear back—to sea—
Arree—
Gerudge Napoleon nada—
Nada

Pluto eats the sea—
Room—
Hands folded by the sea—
“On est toutes cachez, mange
le silence,” dit les poissons de la
mer—Ah Mar—Gott—
Thalatta—Merde—Marde
de mer—Mu mer—Mak a vash—
The ocean is the mother—
Je ne suis pas mauvaise quand j’sui
tranquil—dans les tempêtes