Wednesday, April 20, 2005

Heavy Lids

Puffy under eye parts. Crumpled skin. Laser-fingers for no good purpose. Not yet. Tangles and tousles without relaxation. Poison tongue accompaniment, dour-sounding piano music, tap-tap-tap on keyboard in head. Very outmoded, abstract. Try to patch on thighs again. Make post-music. Wail and ululate inside brain-squish. Have cleansings. Eat, drink lightly. Discipline self, attend sessions. Become lither, pay better attention, wear less. Do not chicken. Burn overalls.

132 comments:

Anonymous said...

Be careful. Ululations, even silent, can cause a coring out of brain matter. Lose weight through heavy water consumption and little dry food. Vex yourself little. Cerebral cortex must grow, extend under pressure, not consume itself.

Anonymous said...

Make me into mine. Noises for your brain on quieter level for food.

Anonymous said...

Are your ablutions in preparation for some assembly? A meeting of proportion and girth? Sing your own praises quietly, whilst calmly reintegrating your cogency with your vigor. You are a dint over the rotund.

Anonymous said...

Pourquoi tant de douleur, mon amour? Comment peut-ce être vos intérieurs sont-il dehors? Souffle profondément la beauté de votre esprit dans votre caverne.

Anonymous said...

It was a long time coming yet the burning of overalls will set you free...

Anonymous said...

My dear, you are too critical of yourself. You must not worry about the thighs and eat hob-nobs post-haste.

Anonymous said...

Ummmmmmmmm, triple cream brownies and butterscotch.

Anonymous said...

MM that description sounds like a hangover. if that is the case, I'll give you back you wineskin.

Anonymous said...

We are all just ashes in the bong of Zogg.

Anonymous said...

Stone, there is dust in your ass wind.

Mountain Man said...

It is not a hangover, but a waking in the night for many hours, a fitful sleep, the strangest of all dreams. Running around in circles on a grassy plateau with bases (first, second, third) and many cemetaries and gravestones in the background. There is an auction. An old picture of someone's ancestor is being auctioned off. I cannot bear that no one is bidding. My intestines are cramping and tying around each other, trying to push outward. It hurts. I start crying and I bid on the picture. It is mine. I give it to the man who's ancestor it is, even though no one feels he deserves it. I crunch into pieces and disappear into a mauseleum with a clock tower.

Mountain Man said...

Thank you Lady Jane Sheepshacks. I will resume nibbling on hob nobs at once. I do love them so.

Anonymous said...

Much symbol, many caution.
No sun on plateau, must higher reach.
Though this very good, much luck. Give away where you feel. Give even if others no think prosper. Graves far away, very far away, nice.

Anonymous said...

Watch out! Intestinal cramps are very dangerous in these parts.

Anonymous said...

Pain on the grass is a stain you cannot remove. Sad and yet in possession of pathos.

Anonymous said...

Poo streaks are worse than stains in the grass, you ass.

Anonymous said...

No ass or grass, it's all in your head. Switch to sugar-rich drinks. Chew less, get gunkier. Swallow bricks and mud. Be ill-at-ease.

Anonymous said...

What is gunk? Tripping over feet today. Pellet head.

Anonymous said...

What is gunk? Tripping over feet today. Pellet head.

Mountain Man said...

Hi. I am animal-like. About to get in trouble, I can feel it.

Anonymous said...

yes mm. you are an animal...grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr

Anonymous said...

You are in trouble. You have to heel.

Rrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr

Anonymous said...

Oh Mr. Man, what animal would you be pray tell?

Anonymous said...

Grrrrrrr is similar to Gnar but is more gutteral. I like both. I also like yip and yap.

Mountain Man said...

I am part Bernese Mountain Dog and part Pez Dispenser.

Anonymous said...

Much luck in gunk, like tea, only deep. Include gunk, hug gunk. I found many open seat today, much unlimited, many ample. Good sun today, playful kittens.

Anonymous said...

I want ot pull your head back for candy.

Rrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.

Mountain Man said...

The candy I dispense is more savory than sweet, don't say I didn't warn you. La plupart des gens sont fous. Mais moi, je suis fou aussi, et je suis aussi soyant et malheureuse.

Mountain Man said...

Je ne me comprend pas. Ca c'est maladroite.

Anonymous said...

M. Man your French is not great. Jeers to you for trying.

Anonymous said...

People say I look like a candy dispenser.

Anonymous said...

je suis malheureusshnsendsk aussi MM. je ne bleh bleh bleh tambien.

voila monsieur thibault. Il est engineer. Il a un chapeau bleu.

croissant.

Anonymous said...

you making fun of my engrish when you no nihonga wa wakarimasen!!!!

HAI!

Anonymous said...

who are you to say my words? I don't rike it. Prease stop.

Anonymous said...

whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

Anonymous said...

I am just checking in for the usual xenophobic craziness that ensues....

Anonymous said...

Oh hi Mountain Man. I loved candy. I have opened my candy arsenal and have found candy cigarettes, wacky wafers, fun dip, and sweet tarts. I have other secret candy weapons that I cannot divulge right now.

Anonymous said...

Miramoto-san IS a fake and nihonga wa hanshimasen. He is lying when he says he speaks Japanese. He just picked up a book at Barnes & Nobles.

You go, Real Miramoto san. HAI KARATE!

Anonymous said...

miramoto-san, you no suitable. Suspend petulance immediately. You give Japanese bad representation, no luck.

Anonymous said...

Hey candy girrrl,
Are you angry? I might want to licorice whip you, you little Pop Tart. I have chocolate coins and fire balls. Come over to my fort.

Anonymous said...

Why do you not invite me Angry Planet? I would like this licorice event you refer to. Yes please.

Anonymous said...

I love xenos. You are terrific people.

Anonymous said...

I am half xeno. I compile vigor into swishes.

Anonymous said...

No suspension of me is possible. Unless you are talking from the ceiling.

Anonymous said...

You bet I'm angry!! My dip stick just broke and I got all this rasberry sugar powder left. I love fireballs. I have some lemonheads to. I'll bring my extra helmet--we may be attacked.

Mountain Man said...

I was thinking about fun dip while i was awake in the night. Crazy. Fun dip was the best because there were so many packets. Delicious sugars. Delicious stick.

Anonymous said...

I like sweet tarts.

Anonymous said...

I like spree and color bubbles. but my favorite is SKITTLES. please surround me in them.

Anonymous said...

Ciao PD! Let'sa getta together.

Mountain Man said...

Angry Planet, are still soooo angry?

Anonymous said...

Angry Planet has force but lacks sobering clarity of his counterparts. His errors are glooming and he sleeps standing up to avoid the ramifications. He is bloodthirsty and twice shy. I admire him. He is in control but still has much to learn.

Anonymous said...

Xenos. Curious.

Anonymous said...

I pee red.

Anonymous said...

That sounds serious.

Mountain Man said...

Scarification proceedings are beginning in five minutes in the conference room.

Anonymous said...

My boob job left scars and now my boyfriend wants to cut me.

Anonymous said...

Bleet with mint jelly.

Mountain Man said...

I have so much pain. My neck hurts from my temperpedic pillow and the gravestones. The stick has abandoned me. I am glum, but my beard looks terrific.

Anonymous said...

No sticka, no licka

Anonymous said...

Hey Salsicce, we need you over here

Anonymous said...

Thighs, who wants a couple of thighs here? I got'em for the giving.

Mountain Man said...

I want breast meat. do you have?

Anonymous said...

I got breast meat and plenty of it. I also got back fat and a nice backyard, but you already know that MM.

Anonymous said...

i have breast meat to spare, MM. I am ample in the bosom and want to get naked urgently. It's urgent. Please call me. I want it.

Anonymous said...

Is your attention span short PD? If so let's play ball; I love a big backyard on a jumpy one.

Anonymous said...

I am so sexy in the chicken breast. I have a corset on and my breasts show. Ooohh...... I have lipstick all over my nipples. I have scars too. And a permanent smiling face.

Anonymous said...

You sound top heavy, Dirty Whore. What is so urgent?

Anonymous said...

Slutty Fluffer,
We need you for a movie in the woods; it's starring you and a tree trunk and some rope....

Anonymous said...

I have loves that I need to release all over the place!!! I am so loving for urgent fun! Please come over to my lap now Angry Planet.

Mountain Man said...

I want Slutty Fluffer, Dirty Whore and PD all to myself.

Mountain Man said...

Angry Planet I challenge you to a fist duel. I am ready to take you on and steal everything from you. i am tired of all of your meanie cast-out behaviors.

Anonymous said...

You are hoarding whores, Mountain Man; I like that. Let's hang out.

Anonymous said...

I will fist you good MM.
Didn't know you swung that way.

Anonymous said...

Oh, my breasts are scarred too!

Anonymous said...

Hey Angry, I'll hang out with you...but I'm scared of the fist.

Anonymous said...

If you would like, um, I will hang out with you.

Anonymous said...

My bleasts are scaled.

Mountain Man said...

May I scar you in the conference room?

Mountain Man said...

Scar time begins now.

Mountain Man said...

It will be so serene.

Anonymous said...

Why so violent?

Anonymous said...

I would like to be scaled please.

Anonymous said...

My breasts are scared, MM.

Anonymous said...

I am there MM. Despite what Larry Says.

Mountain Man said...

Scares and scars for everyone. Let's be cut and ghoulish. It is time for much presence through pain sensations. You will never feel more real.

Anonymous said...

This is difficult for me.

Anonymous said...

Just say, "I am soooo Beautiful," ten times and bend over.

Anonymous said...

I trust that it would be okay, as long as I get my stipend.

Anonymous said...

I've got my scalpel and my scissors, let's rip open some tissue!

Anonymous said...

I think I should supervise this.
Now, to save me some precious autopsy time...what did all of you have for lunch?

Anonymous said...

I am ready to bend over!! I am so beautiful!! Cut me open!!!!

Mountain Man said...

I ate mashed rice and key lime bread.

Anonymous said...

I ate a pastrami sandwich and 4 pickles.

Anonymous said...

I ate some metamucil and tapioca puddin'.

Mountain Man said...

Bend over everyone! It is time.

Anonymous said...

What is mashed rice? It sounds gross. Do you not have any teeth?

Anonymous said...

I had sweet potato pie and garlic soup.

Anonymous said...

I had beets.

Anonymous said...

I had peppers and eggs

Anonymous said...

I had Salsicce.

Anonymous said...

I ate hob-nobs and clotted cream.

Mountain Man said...

I also had a few tablespoons of hummus. Yum but kind of smelly too.

Mountain Man said...

PD are you so beautiful? Are you bending?

Mountain Man said...

I want blood sausage and wine

Mountain Man said...

I will smear the sausage on PD. She likes it I hear. I only want to show her love.

Mountain Man said...

I will smear the sausage on PD. She likes it I hear. I only want to show her love.

Anonymous said...

I have your wineskin, my master. May I bring it to you? I can give you a portion of my intestines as a stand in for the blood sausage.

ps - your beard is growing in nicely.

Anonymous said...

That is so nasty! Are you going to insert it? GROSS!

Anonymous said...

You can put sausage on me too MM. I like raw meats on me. I like trivia games also, even though I am not very good at them. I am from Idaho.

Mountain Man said...

Thank you piggy. I also will need a cut to spit it out. That is my new test.

Anonymous said...

I use a rotten sausage as a sexual aid.

Mountain Man said...

Can I stick you in candy land? Can I insert chess pieces? I have a cavernous heart that wishes to puncture you.

Anonymous said...

I am deliciously waiting to cut your opening MM. Bleet will tie you down and I will perform the cutting and I may have to scrape a little.

Mountain Man said...

I wanna stick pins and coins into your holes. I have eyes that need pushing. Everybody is eating a box of chocolate that I can not reach. Gnar forever.

Anonymous said...

Puncture and cut is the theme of today. That and poisoning by anal invasion. I think it's fun.

Anonymous said...

MM just pull out your arm and it will walk itself over to the chocolates. The chocolates love you today. They want you to have them.

Anonymous said...

Oh thank you MM!!! I heart you!! I really, really do!

Anonymous said...

This is all very upsetting. I love and want to protect MM. He should perhaps not remove his arm. It's such a nice pale hairy scarred piece of doodle.

Anonymous said...

I had hummus with curry powder.

Anonymous said...

Okay, okay, you guys. I got it down.

Mountain Man said...

I love the cuts!! But you have to stitch me up with yarn... ps. I saw a man with a big belly today. I wish I had some scizzors handy. I cut sharp blades.

Mountain Man said...

I love you so much PD.

Anonymous said...

I am bending and begging.

Anonymous said...

I am snorting and shooting up.

Anonymous said...

You can have me whenever you want. Just say my name and remember to spell me correctly. I am yours.

Mountain Man said...

what is inside a big belly? Why do they feel firm? What is filling them?

Anonymous said...

I love you more than ice cream and pumpkin pie, MM. I was so foolish to doubt the spicyness of our union.

Mountain Man said...

Thank you scissors. Sorry to offend thee. Sincerely.

Anonymous said...

Metal objects are filling them. They get hard when their owners have filled them with furniture and kitchen utensils, see? They melt and then harden in the form of the belly. Things get blocked up that way. COnfused.

Anonymous said...

it's so hot outside my cleavage is seating milk...and i want to shave mountain mans balls, fleshy fresh flesh

Mountain Man said...

PD. you are cute. Are you still in the pill box?

Anonymous said...

I am in the pill box. I am pig shaped and waiting.