late at night imagining a building as round as a bottom a laser beam from its crack touches the moon no one hears anything
santa clause drools having fallen asleep on the shitter an alien sleeps as a robotic hose vacuums his colon the aztec king chuckles as the spaniard informs give us your god-shit sometimes imagining an animal might live there to protect from unwanted intruders stomping like a sumo to release a great fart which is less than fragrant but stylishly produced
