Dream Meli
Structure of Stepping into the WoBBle
i.
Dream Meli helps run the Forbidden Fruits, an experimental cabaret collective based in Salt Lake City. She enjoys creating dreamlike experiences for her audiences no matter the medium, and is open to being contacted at dreammeliart_at_gmail_dot_com.
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Structure of Stepping into the WoBBle
i.
Sonk and Stew Sonder and Yonder my froks did whispair: Emma Will sin Will sin did not Sin yet my little yetti pet but will sin soon sin like a destructure decomposing my favorite love shove rough notes peeling wide and long c uCu mber Sir Faces Madam Ttttasteless Emma Will well Emma Will Em Em e E oo E oo E MaMAMaM                               .                              you look like my dad                               will sin aga in                               blood bloom bloil T h e s i n i s i n f r o n t o f m y b a c k a n d g r o wing c older Emma Will Sin in a Land of Stags and Seedless Mellons it has been prophesigned by the p rim n p roper p ink keys u p tea p arty d d d D holding masx and xrying ii. downward reach each each their fingers twigs and toelix roots freedom found in a jutted round constant swiggle in my cold skull forever floating awkward like an unhit baseball or bit through my stomach legs lacking elbows on wood where we would be longing for a proper reprepresent proper but painful sliding to the sound of lungs and lunging loud with wha ha hipbone hues enclosed in this wooden cave to save my lift red memories who sees the time tipped with vomit and desire and so much space pace the face tasting brows and rows of wandering toes do not forgitty the way they grab you and speak in globes repspitition psp tst pum qum lumping my want with capped unlistening turned siteways out with ribs ripe for staying here where we wanted to talk about our feeling on our feet floundering smothered yet untouched iii. Bim                                                                                                      Huu hwa                ChapPa                                                                                           Shintap-toopat                               bom bom                                                                            bbbbbbbbb                Bhap                                                             ssssskssskssssskksssssk                                              Rawwwww sire and desire                                                             swings                                              in a redefinition of space and night it's always night see but you can't see sometimes the sun is too close                                                                                                                                        eye hear you way out here MAWA WAWA MAMA WAWA WAMA WAWA                                                                                           capssssssssskernal iv. Bit my lip I did not find lief nor reliver my rectum has been bleeding for weeks now                                              Butt it is probababylonian nothing                                                                                                          i i want i i                                                                                           2 2 b b seeeeeen                                                                                                          BY the                                                                                           ALL SEENG EYE                                                                                                          i want to be the all                                                                                                          i want to be pretty my rectum has been bleeding for weeks now but it's probably nothing v. { [ { [ The aliens were glowing and growing teal light lines plugged up my saints { } [ ] > > > .................................. ......................<>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> you are only ready for the last >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> Oio ioO o iOi oiO vi. Watching brothers beaten by distance trapped by uns uns uns uns uns uns                                                             tyearningt                                Pointing to a scape P                                                             drizzled in                                                             doubt and                                                             some sws                                                             reactionnn                                                             Logged                                                             in                                                             the wall                              that I stared vii My palms they groped my hairy belly and they slid past my hairy thighs and they dove into the ocean of a thousand hairy lies My arms outstretched liike a hairy crucifix Twirling like a hairy barn Were these the lyrics you were looking for when you googled that androgyne who hid behind her strangeness? That gift outgrew its usefulness until it called you back My words outgrew their youthfulness until they went on the attack cumming out of the page like little birds that you fap to cuz you're gross like that viii. low humming run humming sun humming wand seewooop The phallic mysunderwhere of yestersayr rrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr recreated bots built up by bots making rebots rebots > tss Fingers covered in soggy mushroom ashessssssssssss welcome to the sewage submarine this jour this jour this jour i was good pls pls pls taaaaaAaaaaaaAaaaaa                                                                                                                                                       licking honey off the ceiling                                                                                                                                                       the whole past in reverse
Dream Meli helps run the Forbidden Fruits, an experimental cabaret collective based in Salt Lake City. She enjoys creating dreamlike experiences for her audiences no matter the medium, and is open to being contacted at dreammeliart_at_gmail_dot_com.
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