Cómo

¿Cómo vas a amar así?
Creyendo que amar es
solo posible si se censura
bajo la cripta estanco
del amor romántico

¿Cómo vas a amar así?
Pensando que el corazón
está contenido en la cabeza
corrupto cráneo de marfil 
de elefante dinamitado

¿Cómo vas a amar así?
Comprando tanta impresión
de las cosas y de los mundos
que diseñadas y fabricadas 
te guían al letargo apático

amor también es libertad
amor también es femenino
amor también es consciencia
amor también es autodefensa

amor también es luchar
hasta que solo queden
                                   ruinas
y entre los escombros
solo quede la amor


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La imagen es de Remedios Varó

Cómo (Letra en Descripción)

heard your negs straight from the horse's mouth but you're hung like a horse when my eyes roam south (dick) north by northwest hitch your cock up + out i'm in + out of your life like a jackhammer jack you off til you splutter + stammer i rejoice in correcting your grammar (dumb) i snort grams of your ashes your corpse covered in mysterious rashes (eww) killer beauty queen: slashing sashes got scrotums in several secret stashes (stacks) i trash talk you til i go blue in the face blue ball you til they're darker than deep space (sagan!) better learn your place + keep up your pace or you'll be MIA i leave no trace (ghost) i do MMA on your 401k 400 bucks an hour to make your day i make grown men cry when they watch their flesh fry like fish + chips i got the tits + hips my loose pussy lips sink shipssssss
all across the city: boys dropping like flies the common thread? their heads between my thighs all across the city i'm plotting your demise got a lot of time so i chop 'em at the spine
immodest proposal: bro do you even lift? i'm eating your kids like i'm jonathan swift (yum) but before they mature from sperm (cum) got your cock soaked like a rain-drenched worm only carry your bastard child half term aced the term paper by fucking the professor i'm hot for academia "yes sir" none the lesser mix cum and tears: food processor (smoothie) everything's a process everything's repressed (freud) everything that's not mine is excess (void) pull a PT Barnum: "this way to the egress" (bye!) need to pay to get back in to my holes you relinquished your cock now relinquish control (bitch) conquest list longer than the dead sea scrolls conquest list longer than your long term goals conquest list longer than bezos’ bankroll goessss

Dropping Like Flies (prod. theosyn)

when you get off your leash that’s a pet peeve stare at my cleavage it’s your cock i’ll cleave + no one will grieve so many sins up my sleeve call me eve i may not know you from adam but i still expect you to call madam i’m a madman making up maxims always take it to the maximum only magnums magnanimous? that’s a misnomer miss me with the man-filled manuscripts, homer got you malignant with melanoma my cunt’s got you in a coma spermatozoa spar for my ova jack off to your new jehovah now you’re a cuck no more casanova in my castle castrate like cassandra i prophesize but they don’t listen hissing while they curse + christen they tell me “get back in the kitchen” but my first aid kit’s more like a mortician’s i need more ammunition to massacre this mutiny distract ‘em with my nudity their sorcery under scrutiny brandish bruised boners brutally rock enemies’ enemas as jewelry + now it’s just you n me
i'm hellbent + hellbound riding a hellhound with no helmet held down vulva smooth as velvet pitchfork to your pelvic end your life story then shelve it
my cunt cloud’s got a platinum lining when i bleed you for all the bitcoin you’re mining whip up a blood tidal wave like the shining no longer dumpster diving now i’m fine dining pay a hefty fine if you disturb my peace butt dial 911 butt fuck the police ascend the throne with the stolen golden fleece i use mental trickery never elbow grease dissertation leaves you diseased + deceased so cease + desist crossed out on my hit list i hit with a clenched fist not a limp wrist get nookie like i’m limp bizkit you leave my drier than a triscuit so many talismans + trinkets say you love me: all you hear's crickets entangled in my thorns + thickets fenced in with barbed wire not white pickets i lick + pick pockets like a backstreet urchin you're in luck i'm a discerning urine merchant you slut shame but all my servants are serpents turned your heart to a hole + your hard-on to a hermit

Freak Off a Leash (prod. theosyn)

@theosyn & @maidenfed & @clarabiznass 
prod. by Dollie (@dolwonder)

theosyn & maidenfed & clara bizna$$ - strange landing (take me to your dealer)(Prod. by Dollie)

(this track was inspired by my 4th step inventory)

already killed your avatar on the sims already burned you alive + sawed off your limbs already ground you + sold you as slim jims already taped over your favorite church hymns with my bat mitzvah torah reading i report all the torrents you’re seeding in the afterlife i’m the whore you’ll be needing all you’re good for is bleeding + breeding to create a blond skater master race you fuck like a grandpa: need a faster pace it's more efficient to just masturbate i meditate while all the men marinate oops didn't mention my murderous history so let's solve this murder mystery i'm in the library with a candlestick and you just won't believe how i handle dick

binge watch law + order / make slaw out of my slaughters / i'm the corporeal contorter / obliterate brick + mortar

seems you’re just another chip off the old block when i compare yours to your old man’s cock get you both together then pop the glock mouth full of tacks: fuck the pop rocks cum + blood shine up my smock smite all dudes who disregard the clock when they’re tied tortured + timed or try to nickel + dime brined like a pickle but think they’re in their prime my cunt oozes green like nickelodeon slime but it’s a victimless crime cuz men are vermin and don’t count i chant my manifesto: sermon on the mount feckless with fluids they flow like a fount it's convents i crash and conventions i flout patch on my vest for every dead boy scout

binge watch law + order / make slaw out of my slaughters / i'm the corporeal contorter / obliterate brick + mortar

(shout out to my cat pippi, the silver hill 28-day residential program, my sociopath ex dakota, congregation sons of israel, and rhymezone.com)

The Slim Jim Hymn (prod. theosyn)

my fucking’s fodder for folklore 
left the peace corps to start a world war 
leave cocks looking like apple cores 
only suck off sphinxes + centaurs  
she sells sex acts on the seashore 
for sure was shirley temple now i’m sick 
sycorax in the tempest relentless 
beast of a biochemist 
to men i’m a menace 
make 'em grunt like pro tennis 
pound 'em then take a pound of flesh: merchant of venice 
knock tricks off my tenement’s trellis 
i’m a trendsetter you’re a bed wetter 
the internet assures you “it gets better” 
betting on battles royale + horse races 
out here repping all the horse faces 
fuck you just on a trial basis 
cocks maintain homeostasis, hack databases, bathe in an oasis 
my cunt dates to the cretaceous, i’m a whore on hiatus, crimes so heinous impaled ayn rand thru the anus

p-p-pink ribbon & bow for my maidenhead 
g-g-got my bow & arrow now i'm maidenfed 
you made your bed now lie in it 
i dug this ditch and i'll die in it

my exploits get me compared to the marquis de sade 
fuck with me i’ll key your saab 
save your sob story keep your day job 
my thrush + thistles make throats throb 
men mowed down; menstrual moat run by the mob 
godfather? pulverize the patriarchy 
no thirst: boys parch me 
parallel lives: a scanner darkly 
i’m betty + veronica tag teaming archie 
we need to talk about jackie: she’s too good at archery 
arch my back to mate: lord of lordosis 
gnaw + gnash nurses for their gnosis 
i’m the hostess with the mostest 
naked + naughty but still nursing neurosis 
defective neural network, detective urinal wetwork 
now see how many threats lurk 
smite you: got rid of that smirk 
i’m the square peg @ a circle jerk 
now i'm circe enchant with zero mercy 
you're unworthy, turn your testicles topsy-turvy

p-p-pink ribbon & bow for my maidenhead 
g-g-got my bow & arrow now i'm maidenfed 
you made your bed now lie in it
i dug this ditch and i'll die in it

She Sells Sex Acts on the Seashore (prod. theosyn)

i’ve dangled my brain off blackened cliffs + shackled my wrists to get slack things stiff as i gargle believe i’ve grown in to this grift free the living dead on the slave-hard graveyard shift 
exist opposite the 9-to-5ers death wishin’ deep sea diver such do-or-diers plucked out my perineum with rusty pliers one-woman city i’m the town crier but i stay a risky hire so i got higher handed out my status on handmade flyers 
french maid costume for the handjob and the handoff only life goal: to let the k-hole win the standoff stand alone in life mask on glands off only life skill: get choked stroke a man’s glans off mirror mirror no don’t look slice the glass off don’t deserve gold plates i get the brass trough 
my guts got gangrene: when’s enough enough? when did i go from sphinx to just snuff? why won’t these concrete chronicles uncuff? how’d i go to a creampie from a cream puff? 
forget the cum just come hither if i leave this tomb room i just might waste + wither but i somehow secreted my prostheses and out i fucking ssssslithered

DEAR REHAB DIARY:
well the inevitable is happening
can’t do anything for myself
i self-destruct so quietly
i admire those who do it in plain sight 

always stuck with the bare minimum
but aced the curriculum
poor me couldn’t find the proper portal
thought my nostrils could make me immortal


bag of briny blue-tinged bones acute care unit had every advantage still managed to ruin it the truest truant feel like i wanna crawl back up in + just womb it 
sealed up in this locked ward with a blocked gourd dream of cock swords knock knock who’s there, whore chock full of open sores it’s open season on the drug war 
they replace DMT with DBT but what about CIM +  GFE taught the difference between ashamed + guilty doesn’t matter to me cuz i molded my matter in to feces i’m filthy 
denuded but still deluded + in denial so i went right back to vivisections + vials watched my last brain cells’ dance recital then possessed the judge in my possession trial 
but soon trial + error proved no better sick of latex + leather every day like hell but with milder weather whether or not i’m too wild for the world or too clever time to drop the pretense + pull the lever 

DEAR REHAB DIARY: 
no one will take an interest in me unless i introduce myself cunt first, name second
it’s not easy: being fully oiled and the never-ending crawling 

assault all my senses
only need the future tenses
live to spoil spotless homes
want to kill me? when in rome!

now over two years pickled in the real world i wield a sickle as i watch the reel unfurl feelin’ like an eel in a sea of real girls at least i’m now not a hermit who nonstop hurls 
yet black + white thoughts still beat me black + blue still think back on all the you-know-who’s while i follow my own tracks gathering clues like who the fuck i am + what the fuck to do 
god grant me the serenity to accept the things i cannot change + cannot chain + had to cram in crates in a cabin upstate states of mind take time to unwind but i fear it’s too late so now i camp out beside the palace gates 
it’s no game: playing endless catch up neurons + needs failing to match up i search for my old skins + snatch ‘em up because all that’s left to do is get scratched up + then patch up 



DEAR REHAB DIARY:
affirmation: i will be soft to myself + hard as fuck to everything else 
the best policy is neverending procession: to parade until feet are more factory than biology

Rehab: Rehashed

i’m the bastard offspring of mengele + a mannequin
vats of blood when i sacrifice these virgins at the vatican
had to pinky swear the pederast pope i won’t do that again
oh shiiiit i just animorphed from a girl to a bat again
traffick in virtue + vice like the squad that got heidi fleiss 
propped up on a squalid block in a solid block of ice 
til i spill + splice my sentence for blocking the way to the afterlife 
i’m after light i’m after spite i’m after the plague but before the blight 

and it turned out that the summit i’ve been climbing
was just the convex cousin of my broken hymen
nothing more than a thorn, nothing less than a diamond
i’m just a preemie prelapsarian newborn rhyming 

they neutered me at my most nubile 
plunged in my guts for some new bile 
now my knees’ shredded in the ruby aisle
defiled, suicidal, black widow bridal

is it a mystery that i worship you?
that i’d lick your boots no matter who you slew?
the stoma stew, the morning dew the porn’s a clue 
as to what will tarnish the precious hue
and i’m no longer human once the rent’s due 
court insanity like a blood sport in the heliport
it’s a hellish wart: this globe of disgust 
i thrash + thrust manhandle mandibles i must 
please say you won’t traipse on my terse lust
trample my earth’s crust 
and i corrupt every crumb 
put every morsel on a leash
harness the coward’s carcass, let loose the leech
on a candlelit beach 
where every bit of joy’s a touch out of reach
like a plucked plum + a maggot-infested peach
so preach + preen til the gore gleams 
and every female’s a teen 
i unspool my innards + unbuckle my spleen
to splay out until i’m a split slit on a spit
now i’m roasting all the way from cranium to clit 

they neutered me at my most nubile 
plunged in my guts for some new bile 
now my knees’ shredded in the ruby aisle
defiled, suicidal, black widow bridal

nothing i know matters more than what never happened 
nothing but nectar stains on every napkin i’m an assassin 
it’s more than anything you could ever begin to imagine

Nubile/New Bile

HERE IS SOMETHING YOU CAN’T UNDERSTAND:
HOW I COULD JUST KILL A MAN

when i was rosy-cheeked n shiny-beaked
every day came the new disguised as antiques [so bleak]
only thing worse than critique’s being ignored
they bypass my cunt go for figs on floors next door
so i kept both scorn + score to adorn this gore whore

backed into a corner, in to a beast with 2 backs
2 face smacks 2 trains coming down 2 tracks 
was forced under his feet like a bootblack 
then he booed back, omega megalomaniac

he proved hell’s other people
while he confessed i burned the cathedral
don’t want to deep-throat his steeple
spirit animal’s not the spread eagle 

man i’m fumbling i’m fucked up i’m out of it 
chose to dispose of me once he’s out of clit 
i’m out of wit
thought he was sunlit the real deal but he’s counterfeit
count his blessings then his wound dressings, 
you can count on it 
like i mock + mount his molehill and then make a murder out of it 


but these games are super fun, right?
i leave his body a superfund site

he didn’t grok i’m not fully human
thought my womb wanted him now i’m entombing 
like the town creep got acumen for grooming 
but my dorsal fin’s just a morsel to him 
mortal sin amoral post-mortem: make a portent of him

i was gilled as a teen now his neck’s on the guillotine
health bill unclean, use it to light the grill on his spleen 
i’m all 3: the median, the mode, and the mean
grinding groins just to see what goods i can glean 

i’d say lean back relax but his spine’s already supine
already made him howl like his origins are lupine
i crawled thru mobbed mines + shuttered shrines
but i’m a haunt a hologram so this can’t be true crime

now inhale close your eyes count back from infinity
as i draw blood, i draw nearer to divinity 
you’re nowhere in the vicinity 
the whole filthy city inspects your corpse’s rigidity

ima turn my 261 into his 187
lock him in my gun closet, 7 minutes in heaven
no safe haven, i’m packing 7 weapons
now step aside as 27 years of rage step in

carve his cartilage to host a conclave 
i do peyote in a cave then i spit on his grave 
shred the contract that branded me a sex slave
slit his throat close call for a close shave 
leave his pelvis looking like a sine wave 

my candy’s hard his windows are barred 
exhausted all the hallmark sympathy cards
make soap from his lard, drop it in prison yards
then extort sexual favors like some pervert prison guard 

i’m a cthonic deity i get demonic with vice
he forgot his own name, he needs a mnemonic device 
got tinctures and tonics less sugar much more spice
he’s less “of men” and much more “of mice” 
no dice 

when i said i get freaky, i meant like takashi miike
but don’t worry, it’s just me, k?

they’ll liken his remains to sylvia likens’ 
prefer to endarken instead of enlighten
it’s a tight fit he’s a tyke i’m a titan 
submerged beyond six feet deep to meet poseidon 
this is all sincere, [psych] it’s not the psilocybin 

upstanding citizen points his camera upskirts 
i’ll upend his whole existence + ensure his guts spurt 
fatal flirt face down in the dirt make it hurt
then shoot his brains out like we’re both named kurt 

his excretions are the wrong jizz
this isn’t his calling, he’s in the wrong biz
he got a raw deal i truly know what raw is

he’s in a stupor i’m channeling dennis cooper
i’m his roommate + his landlord, his neighbor + his super 

you give me endless material: infinite jest 
i ingest only the best of your nest of flesh
this dissertation’s a vicious litany 
cuz something viscous just lit up in this pit in me

I Spit On Your Fave (prod. Crivellator)

your girl’s enslaved in a barn by a wannabe PT barnum
where he varnishes his specimens, cuz they’re all destined for stardom
he’s in bed with big pharma but he claims he never harms ‘em
thinks there are zero dissidents up in here but trust me, there are some

i’m shackled + feces-spackled because i sprouted webbed wings
a chained changeling, i flew in on gusts of harsh arctic winds
the artist wins but right now no one knows, this is how it begins 
i’m right here in between the bearded lady + the conjoined twins 

put on freak display like the ticking clock for doomsday 
who’s to say? fantasize about serving him as an entree, andale 
of course we double as dummies, we’re really just props to get him laid
and somehow, some way, on payday we never ever seem to get paid 

oh the odium of being gawked at on this greasy gaudy podium 
better pony up so i can get faded asap on some dope opium
i’m not user-friendly, i use up all the resources then usurp 
to cope with all the stress i stretch out + zone out with prime purp

wrapped in glitter + gauze to better accentuate my clandestine claws
no hidden clause in my contract for homicide by gleaming unhinged jaws 
i swoon + swirl around the stage to giddy eyewitness applause 
my paws hold fairy dust but soon they’ll grip employment laws

to the gathered crowd i’m as fascinating as an ensnared centaur
yet no one can sense our rage, although we’re deemed demented decor
wage a war, cage the wild boar, shortly this life will be his to deplore 
yeah we can beguile + contort but we can also go to extremes to extort

one of us, one of us

about to turn this psycho sideshow in to true crime, cue the crows
and its fearless ringleader, sting ‘im and bleed ‘er, leave him a john doe
we’ll elevate the aesthetic sensibilities here to a marina abramovic show  
he’ll die before 60 (no) 50 (no) 40 like marilyn monroe 

to retain his form, he pleaded, begged for a holy union but i seceded 
funneled + dumped his seed down the rusty drain cuz it’s no longer needed 
demons on my shoulders croon while the tantric translucent angels get depleted 
you’ll want a good view for this, trust me friends, you’re not gonna want to stay seated

i invoke the spirit of lorena bobbit bob for these poison apples, gobble it 
in the gold goblet i reduce his fluids down to a single doomed droplet 
i beseech you, this way to the egress everything in excess you’ll obsess 
over this never-before-seen curiosity, it’s so fresh in fancy dress

go figure now he’s the most grimy grotesque creature of us all 
such gall, the human race will have no choice but to blackball 
it’s a free-for-all, we flee + sprawl, bid him adieu in a spidery scrawl  
so just remember: if you fuck with us, it’ll be your ultimate downfall  

keep us locked up, get chopped up
one of us, one of us, one of usssssss

PT Barnum (prod. einveru)

produced by @iaa-aoa-861699680

i emerge from the mist 
chock-full of fists 
heckling to the fog
let’s spurn men + slice wrists
diamonds are forever 
drizzle from the limbs i sever
dangling, unbalanced always untethered
all i need to please me, 
they stimulate + tease me 
i simulate reality on CCTV 
came to life thru systems of ropes + pulleys
the faithful reincarnation of a high school bully 
fresh press you into juice from the jewels 
i furnish the court jester from all these fools 
turn them back around, use ‘em as drug mules
watch their innards unspool via primitive tools 
men are mere mortals, portals, not worth going to your grave for
not worth playing the slave for or even leaving the cave for 
when i arrive, i leave more holes than meat in them
and when i depart, i leave with all the precious gems
secure a lock of hair as i deadstock your air 
erase existences like my mustache with nair
for when love's gone, they'll lustre on
got your family jewels in a cluster, bond
when i’m done you’ll need more than bed rest
you’ll need a whole new family crest
outfox enemies as the plot unfurls 
bond your ass to your face in toilets then swirl 
ballerina on a bed of nails watch me twirl 
intestines as a necklace
body with no torso, headless, breathless,
neck-less
solder the solar plexus
these days? i give less fucks, i’m feckless
choke you out as my choker glistens
talented talons, the glittering griffin
that’s what you get when you prove you can’t listen
pistorius story ends with skull meeting piston 
stew of gore + garnet
i’m the devil incarnate 
horns of plenty in the garland 
sin thru the garment 
acid will eat thru all the brain bits
grey matter’s exhausted, sighs + quits
allow no morsel to remain unflogged
so i scorn the lamb and choose the hog
nothing fresh can be of service to me
i flush flesh in the dirt and then just let it be
men are mere mortals, portals, not worth going to your grave for
not worth playing the slave for or even leaving the cave for 
when i arrive, i leave more holes than meat in them
and when i depart, i leave with all the precious gems
your god’s rife with mutations
mute, he gorges on his congregation
i tend to conflate conflict to adoration 
and get all unctious in my undulations
cult in the process of cultivation
the mise en scene: me loose in the pigpen 
boning big ben stinging loose-moraled men
plunge in like you wear a loincloth
purloined your groin, bastards brewed to a broth

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