Thom Metzger: Wad Rules
Triangle, circle, pyramid, egg.
Triangle, circle, pyramid, egg.
Triangle, circle, sheared Ziggurat annulled ovum.
Praying hands, clenched sphincter.
Triangle, circle, serpent’s tooth, serpent’s egg.
Bites through the shell, sucks out the translucent ooze. BITE IT.
Ooze, ooze, baby. Oooh baby, your digits, your zeros, your commas, I WANT THEM ALL!
Let’s get digital. Count off by ones.
Boy-girl, boy-girl. Ones and zeros, ones and zeros, marching endlessly to the horizon.
He’s bone, she’s stone. One on one, T for 2, three’s company. For unto us a child is given. THEN TAKEN AWAY.
Coitus Interruptus. Annuit Coeptis.
God has favored our understanding.
Great Seal of the United States.
Obverse / reverse. Heads or tails.
The greenback’s back.
Great Seal: for your protection.
Pierce the membrane, pull back the skin. Nothing there.
Nothing up my sleeve.
This is the null set, signifying Nothing.
Peel a few bills off your wad.
King Piston, Magic wand, Orb and Scepter.
WAD RULES. Money from nowhere.
Pennies from heaven. Penis from Hell.
T-bill, E-bone, ebony baboon
Barbary ape climbing the pyramid with a rose and eros clenched between his teeth.
Black bristle back, furry tongue, pink gums and prehensile prepuce.
Foreskin of the gods, 3-toed sloth, too much fun being alive.
One triangulated eyeball surveys the infinite distances.
Light carries forever. They eye looks round the world. The eye sees itself, mapped onto itself.
Retinal membrane – film.
The skin of sight.
Eye See You. I know what you do.
ICU. Intensive Care Unit.
Dead Presidents on parade.
Washington, Jefferson, Lincoln, Hamilton, Jackson.
N to the Nth degree. Three dimensions, lust, power and hunger steam-rolled down to two. Printed on magic paper, trimmed.
Dead Presidents 1, 2, 5, 10, 20.
Ein Reich, Ein Volk, Ein Fuhrer.
Einz 57 varieties of nothing.
E Pluribus Unum.
One hundred channels and nothing on.
Uni-dimensional. Black hole.
Infinitely hot and dense dot burning a hole in your pocket.
Your dizzy little digit is twitching up a storm, but playing pocket pool in the Temple of Cool is sure as Sheol not the answer.
You got a crazy little finger
You got a crazy little thumb
You got a crazy little organ
I think I’m gonna get me some
Cash in your chips, Buddy.
Red hot poker, pookah ghost money.
Phantom funds, joss dollars burnt and sent to the next world.
Talking, trash, spending cash
A pillar of fire and a mountain of ash.
Money reigns supreme
Mazuma’s revenge. Solvent?
Liquid assets running down your leg.
A cataract of filthy lucre
Niagra Falls of body mud.
A flood of intestinal tears.
CRY CRY CRY your life away
WHY? WHY? WHY? time to pay and pray.
It must be rainin’ cuz man’s not supposed to cry.
A man’s gotta do what a man’s gotta do.
Money to burn?
BURN YOUR MONEY.
from OVO 18 MONEY (April 2008)
See also:
OVO 15 SPERM February 2005
