2 jul 2013

Atavisms and neanderthalisms

From the three of Jojoba, Jemuel came, walking with a rugose cane in his third hand:
his shadow projected three legs across the lacteal valley. 


And the lacteal valley looked like a golden tube full of floating powdered cum.





The old man blind, seated at the door of his house built in bodoque and ox shit asked him: 



-"Jemuel, if seven trumpets sound for the ones who cannot hear, and seven lightnings strike for the ones who cannot see: which, the right time will be?"


The young man left the erect donkey tied to a fig-tree, spat on the cracked terrain of Phallustein, and drew an enigmatic symbol on the mud. 


The Suns were falling down hermetically toward their night-tomb thru' the golden tube-valley.




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