Tuesday, April 14, 2009

Dry Fuck Narcissus

Tales of the Ctulhu Mythos ~ John Jude Palencar


Cut-out shapes on shiny pages
Gaping hole down through the ages
Garbage in the guise of art
Removes the link from hand to heart

Drain the touch of pliant flesh
Place it behind caged mesh
To show it all without remorse
No theatre, tact nor intercourse

Fly at the wall ten feet tall
Kiss the void eclipse to fall
Dust from motes of cash machines
Taste your soul but never clean

To have to hold to dream-possess
A pack to prowl is no caress
Mirror flash, not for imagination
Greying skin engorged stagnation

Fist a fountain, head a vacuum
Suck the wind from Onan’s tomb
Simplified, Overexposed
Lashes, nipples, (blank) triangle, toes

12 comments:

Barlinnie said...

My biggest regret is that I didn't find this blog earlier..

Inspiring and excellent writing screams out at the reader. The graphics the cherry on the proverbial cake.

Candie said...

Full of anger but really nice written!

Anonymous said...

Ach! What Jimmy said ; except you forgot the "slime from the video"!

Garth said...

Mr B: Yes, this one is a bit screamy - It appears that we are now a Mutual Appreciation Society
Candie: more disgust than anger ;]
Subtorp: nobody says it quite like Mr Zappa did.

My views on the emptiness of pornography (including that spewed forth by the official news channels) have definitely hardened over the years (no pun intended)

CherryPie said...

That is a very disturbing photo!

Yodood said...

So, is it the pictures of couples engaged in mutual titilation and masturbation or the actual masturbating to the pictures that has hardened you so over the years? None of that causes the real problems of devout Christians being encouraged in sexual practices that spew out new humans with every ejaculation.

James Higham said...

Fist a fountain, head a vacuum

That's quite a line.

Garth said...

CherryPie: He also does some calmer pieces :)

James: alternately, fist a vacuum head a fountain ;)

Dood: I guess, for me, it is the loss of eroticism to the base, the graphic, souless violence that is presented as relevant (nay acceptable) to human existence.
From pole dancing housewives to fist-fucking psychopaths.
This IS the result of the wholesome christian/capital-gains ethic extended to the skin industry.

Barlinnie said...

There's a little something here I have put aside for you.

Follow the MD blog links to right click and collect it.

Yodood said...

Industries of any kind have wrung the soul out of whatever profitable version of the wet dream they advertise at whatever margin they can get away with.

Unknown said...

Your writing is excellent. I've spent over an hour here so far.

That's all I have to say for the moment.

Garth said...

Fanx Jimmy - you're very kind :)

Dood: No industry exists without a market

LongestRoad: Welcome, feel free to loiter :)

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