Tomisti per caso

[José Frasquelo]

Il femminile però ce l'ha

sì ma è come quando dice l'autore l'articolista lo scrittore. Sono al maschile ma è come fossero neutri.

[Troll]

Poesia ninfocomunista dedicata da Sanguineti a Carol Rama, la pittrice del mio avatar:


Cadeau per Carol

amore ha grandi labbra e ha nano l’ano,
pomo d’Adamo che si gonfia in mano:

amore ha nove capezzoli e un occhio,
con ombelico e orecchio, in un ginocchio:

amore ha un piede truccato da pene,
ha orina di capelli in vere vene:

amore ha polsi con vulve e salive,
ha un alluce che gratta le gengive:

amore ha un’unghia di molari in derma,
corda vocale di pustole e sperma:

amore ha le pupille in polpa e in pelle,
con frenuli di rughe nelle ascelle:

amore ha un callo fatto di narici,
peli alla lingua, nodi alle varici:

amore morde, con muta mascella,
tutte le tette, in tutte le budella.

Aleister Crowley, "Leah Sublime" (1920)

Leah Sublime,
Goddess above me!
Snake of the slime
Alostrael, love me!
Our master, the devil
Prospers the revel.

Tread with your foot
My heart til it hurt!
Tread on it, put
The smear of your dirt
On my love, on my shame
Scribble your name!

Straddle your Beast
My Masterful Bitch
With the thighs of you greased
With the Sweat of your Itch!
Spit on me, scarlet
Mouth of my harlot!

Now from your wide
Raw cunt, the abyss,
Spend spouting the tide
Of your sizzling piss
In my mouth; oh my Whore
Let it pour, let it pour!

You stale like a mare
And fart as you stale;
Through straggled wet hair
You spout like a whale.
Splash the manure
And piss from the sewer.

Down to me quick
With your tooth on my lip
And your hand on my prick
With feverish grip
My life as it drinks—
How your breath stinks!

Your hand, oh unclean
Your hand that has wasted
Your love, in obscene
Black masses, that tasted
Your soul, it’s your hand!
Feel my prick stand!

Your life times from lewd
Little girl, to mature
Worn whore that has chewed
Your own pile of manure.
Your hand was the key to—
And now your frig me, too!

Rub all the much
Of your cunt on me, Leah
Cunt, let me suck
All your glued gonorrhea!
Cunt without end!
Amen! til you spend!

Cunt! you have harboured
All dirt and disease
In your slimy unbarbered
Loose hole, with its cheese
And its monthlies, and pox
You chewer of cocks!

Cunt, you have sucked
Up pricks, you squirted
Out foetuses, fucked
Til bastards you blurted
Out into space—
Spend on my face!

Rub all your gleet away!
Envenom the arrow.
May your pox eat away
Me to the marrow.
Cunt you have got me;
I love you to rot me!

Spend again, lash me!
Leah, one spasm
Scream to splash me.
Slime of the chasm
Choke me with spilth
Of your sow-belly’s filth.

Stab your demonic
Smile to my brain!
Soak me in cognac
Cunt and cocaine;
Sprawl on me! Sit
On my mouth, Leah, shit!

Shit on me, slut!
Creamy the curds
That drip from your gut!
Greasy the turds!
Dribble your dung
On the tip of my tongue!

Churn on me, Leah!
Twist on your thighs!
Smear diarrhoea
Into my eyes!
Splutter out shit
From the bottomless pit.

Turn to me, chew it
With me, Leah, whore!
Vomit it, spew it
And lick it once more.
We can make lust
Drunk on Disgust.

Splay out your gut,
Your ass hole, my lover!
You buggering slut,
I know where to shove her!
There she goes, plumb
Up the foul Bitch’s bum!

Sackful of skin
And bone, as I speak
I’ll bugger your grin
Into a shriek.
Bugger you, slut
Bugger your gut!

Wriggle, you hog!
Wrench at the pin!
Wrench at it, drag
It half out, suck it in!
Scream, you hog dirt, you!
I want it to hurt you!

Beast-Lioness, squirt
From your Cocksucker’s hole!
Belch out the dirt
From your Syphillis soul.
Splutter foul words
Through your supper of turds!

May the Devil our lord, your
Soul scribble over
With sayings of ordure!
Call me your lover!
Slave of the gut
Of the arse of a slut!

Call me your sewer
Of spilth and snot
Your fart-sniffer, chewer
Of the shit in your slot.
Call me that as you rave
In the rape of your slave.

Fuck! Shit! Let me come
Alostrael—Fuck!
I’ve spent in your bum.
Shit! Give me the muck
From my whore’s arse, slick
Dirt of my prick!

Eat it, you sow!
I’m your dog, fuck, shit!
Swallow it now!
Rest for a bit!
Satan, you gave
A crown to a slave.

I am your fate, on
Your belly, above you.
I swear it by Satan
Leah, I love you.
I’m going insane
Do it again!

[Ludis]

Che c'è qua? M'hanno detto di venire.

[José Frasquelo]

Troll ci ha battuto tutti, del resto è il più perverso del forum

[Malandrina]

@Ludis: letture di poesie nella Piazzetta di Portofino.

Frasquelo sempre a rompere, eh...

[Troll]

Troll ci ha battuto tutti, del resto è il più perverso del forum

senti com'è musicale

[José Frasquelo]

@Ludis: letture di poesie nella Piazzetta di Portofino.

Frasquelo sempre a rompere, eh...

Perché???

[Malandrina]

Perché???

Sei il digitatore più veloce dell'orbe terracqueo.

[José Frasquelo]

Sei il digitatore più veloce dell'orbe terracqueo.

oggi sì...

[catartica]

Ludis, questo è Tomisti.
Abbiamo deciso di resuscitarlo e ti abbiamo inserito di default tra i Neotomisti. Non puoi tirarti indietro