Roxana & the hemorrhage

Roxana sleeps exposed at the Venusian hurricanes, silvery without sleeping
the porn illuminates her wet-dream where the erectile maledom grows

her saliva descends in liquid ride toward the depths of a maelström of female wanks in her throat, inundated by the lust
choked

and her eyeball follows

and her eyeball follows

and her eyeball follows the descent



a descent into the carnose shaft of a phallus

into her own polished hole full of cocks

the sun is dandelión, a dead boyfriend

until that inhuman rain that never wets, Roxana.


"The broccoli is ready" -mama says

and Roxana? Roxana Rexona, culo redondo

she serves on the plate, tubular everything

the mother, the kitchen, the neighbors, the petcat, tubular

broccoli, coffee, hot tampon - too hot to eat

and the invisibility of our love-phantasma, that Diablo: do we hate him?

the normal people makes us puke - old vinegar at heart, face de bite

ordure - pus - basura - shit - trash - mierda - no

always no - no - no - no- no - always no

verses of an insane, tubular the announcer on TV

violet his suit - phosphoreces in carbon night - Roxana wants glandes

round and shiny glandes - penetrating her mindfuck

Roxi Ruberdoll macerates - the elongated flesh exhausted

masturbating rhythmically - against an angle of the table

like a 11 year old girl - in front of the visitors.



The morning later comes, bestial perfume, bronze Friday

Roxana is vedette, she goes out in the scandal of the afternoon

all her thorns from within visible in hemorrhagic crescendo

white skirt Roxana Porcelana, hydrating masque

and her masturbicycle climbing - obdurated plateaux of delight

As her pulsatile fruit is driven insane - old neighbor sees her passing by

the central juice leaks - soaking the heated seat

in delight's syncopation - unstoppable chain of orgasms on the sidewalk

because she's from that place where the wild things are

down your corner, where your street becomes flat and long like a sunset.


"Who'll save your little world, Roxana Insana?" -mama says

And Roxana Profana? She serves a portion - square spinach on the plate

or maybe you can't understand why she finds amusement in her vice

or maybe just a way to kill time - feel herself alive in a twisted way

so at this inexact hour - when you read the tale animale

Roxana triplefucks herself - two dildoes in cunt, one in anus

like a self-rubber doll - an egoist lover - just wants to cum

tender or wild - always incessant - impura femalia irrationalia

impure-pure hemorrhage, in thin thread, on the white sheet.



You see
and judge
your eyes run over these paragraphs
then you dislike them - reject them - negate them

meanwhile

our mind is the dreamless sleep of a new born
the darkness of the country at night.