Literally Just a Bunch of Gibberish (Nonsense Gibberish Book)



  Literally Just a Bunch of Gibberish

  by

  Aurora Sparks

  © Aurora Sparks 2015, all rights reserved.

  Last call for cuneiform, good mad ambling for the thought green angel pedantic basin goose-stepping out of a laser’s mouth with thread embouchure cancer ghost titration.

  “Lad bellicose,” I’ve said what gleam sat in the eyes of petunia ghost mindreading banks, mad canticle shambling from semaphore space out to the planet of aspirin unshaped by better eyes than dartboard silence glazed with milk cream sloppy salt flats doing worms on the delicate ambulatory disc.

  I’ve been had, and had over, and had over and over and over. Yon tenants with their scythe bad nose ring geminate and it’s a goddamned shame how they ratted out old Frosty what had them turning for nothing until the moon waxed unhanded in sunrise scapular stalactites actants in sunrise cloaks turning badly moored boats into ballast for notes borne aloft by sad Indians noting how even rarely thoughtful were the manacles empty of arms to be ankles to come and notary rosary cruciform bad luck eyeball candelabrum dripping with potent wax moonbeam.

  Cathetered a barrister judge, “Ca-caww!” Unleaded fuel is sufficient to turn perfect curs to bad luncheon brutish and efficient oafs sad space new pantywaist; a shell. To time operators until good smoke comes from jealous ears is like you going to the bank to cash checks for cadgers, or was that scalene triangles—putrefying snakes. Sad elephant manual turning how to ride into ride to how, and where, might I ask, is your family.

  Crude, awful, colossal. Offal off oafs’ spades drips until only lads’ onions for things unseen and iron bad brutishly handles schemes. Let’s dance! And until you got what it took or had what it takes egret and cub and band having to toy with scented children avidly opera smoke Guyanese embassy business in town as if the ghostly presence in its name and to the ankle of the priest, sad elephant don’t have metal in his smile but even so he rasps your name like a bold collusion.

  Extrapolate from this: humbling, decent manatees. You have to pray over leaves of spelt. Nest egg close to the coat Carlotta spoke without tote bags and albatross neck-length niece to be embroidered with salt. Hamming it up and down the Interstate with opera glasses thrusting milk through your teeth. Bandolier hamstring raving to touch me! Oh, Jesus. Heaven has a scent.

  I looked at the cloud. Looking and says with her avid foil decollate and ruined unwrought by silver iron trident task touched but not collapsing into a sailboat origami birds sputtering from his hands like it was Super Bowl Sunday or another hand-holding message of deceit from saints’ uncles’ slave children with quality quotes from the back of the moon embroidered with silk thread on dead bodies’ wrists. Fists smashed to have tons of toys.

  Lunula, cavil; Corthinian meddlers salve spatial meanderings with hash tag something bitches. It was a science fiction midnight kind of scenario especially when her brothers came with jealous harps to butter her up and sing Nephilim songs set in stone. Uncle! Already uncle, aunt, niece and nephew had joined the chant with unburdened breasts and singing softy issued buttered bread from their volunteer annoyances. Out went carpetbagger candles. Yon antler, joy persuasion opened up to cuckold Neanderthals handsomer and handsomer with each gaseous Stradivarius occupation guilty as charged diablo learning ably to touch and task the masked motions with adzes and their dads. This is the truth, emotion: limbless kids sitting at titty bar smoking hookah and speaking about their stock portfolios dripping with unguent and to qualify the thin-lipped pederast for a silver bullet saxophone.

  Turning tricks for stella-lunatics exactly as planned, the modest eyebrow lowed light the simian lensman with a perorated hegemon crutch abandoned eyesore bicycle spoke turtle for the underachieving snake perfect in its own way the way light goes off and garages occupation goatherd shower perfunctory noises for going out to the pathfinder. Hoist your gammon and let luck fester unswerved from its terror Tuesday bright drum certainty collapsing into a hideous painted pony laugh, cinnamon breadcrumb oceanic persuasion asking what her name was and she said what if you could do unto bad ptomaine celebrant abdomen and cough.

  Hurry, weight saboteurs foraging lapidary Brampton, Ontario let’s believe and to heavenly host of prescription bottles overturned into simony criminy crickets chimney rickets Jiminy jacket lacquered floors attack the heels of dogs and lotion. Don’t behave inside surface area snack perhaps the only legendary Fordist. Hirsute hackney junk left unsalted uber handshake torus your graph paper smile is likely a cookie-cutter pope sermon on the mons pubis type effervescent oil grout and chalk slipping summoning from here on out. You! You fucking swine simpleton gorgon icon saint simony hurriedly patching some.

  “Half a day to huff gilt,” said Strawberry Orange, listing leanlessly to one lean-to three four five. Proud shakes, core trumpet procedure out of lanyard length from a pillbox pillbug groove. Horripilate my turnip went the song go luckily without any sandwich board wrangler snow. Favor me with your major cabinet rifling, fervid gang of augers slept-in bets Sin City kiss casket coruscates gram of a lion. Safeway caca slinging over his shoulder data and a dung beetle opens his mouth to greet champion or into same gaffe gave laughers their poison you thyroid you cookie-cutter prion looking at his brain through a micromechanical avid groin hamstring simplex. Don’t summon, don’t stride, apophantic soil cinnamon clamshell code. For fanfare and lanyard petard hooha.

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  And no favor, don’t ask for what is had heavy a cost a cast across the mast lashed pash and posh. Swoosh, swatch, Castellan. Crapulent kip snubs your grip lividly. Comanche playground everything, would you, ads and ands if nothing about the underground collusion corrosion per ocean pullulating with the thought that if I were to lever evenly I’d deceive my breathing now and forever together joy and paint pop! Pop! Pop! Ads and ands and odds and ends, provender for hens, mens sana corpulent swami torpid and gravid and grimy and grubs pushing portals up the hill still savaging the cur to undo what time has undid perforce when you punctured plastic yurt trumpet. Cunted unlovingly, laurel Lorelei eye I. If you see her, let her know that I have a few wet Labradors to savage her on the green.

  To garrote a harridan, even hemming and hawing won’t count. Beauteous ounce of after a while it doesn’t seem so lonely anymore. Score evenly, even odds; hats off to the unhidden hucksters who rube a cunt in a rubicund huntsman’s cap. The dreaded lurgy dirge urban purgatives febrile favors of a dying neighbor. When I suck around the cramp at least when leavening the passion with your rod. Coxcomb locks, oxen boxing stops topping Capulet toying with his hand smooth operator’s manual. Gruesome, phantom islet harps on peculiar tones all the while forgetting to leave its portable mortuary decent, sublet my mile-wide mind to the
service of a pampered coach with eight servants looming over me with their lavender coats. This nonce is gaga for gogo dancers. Pitch and wind bunion beveled edge. Evenly and oddly. Don’t make less when you wake years hence. Level-headed Evelyn Haze prays to a God unfazed. Lurid oeuvres foraging mercantile ramparts posthumously.

  Did you forget about the time-lapse pimps and the onion ring savagery trembling on the edge of a minestrone soup contusion. Motherlode cramp simile symphony kicks out of the god dungeon livid simplex. Implying that the English drowning fast. Cactus prince. Soccer monk levity reverberations through the atmosphere of sin, leading questions, perfectly-timed vermouth palisades unburdened of choleric smelt vacation. Colostomy phantoms list handily out of frame. Dutch-angled elements of mathematical wrist action lavish shrimp foregoing the end-of-summer sodomy forlorn lavish no-name unbecoming boorish careworn mansard roof sunbeam through identical lapidary gleaming through the sunlight rain and punch curving outward along the lip of a rumor the phoenix note forgot exactly where to do you killing him jizz eyelash.

  The burled rasp of parsimony tarnished glove high-handed rather