Gargling with Soy Sauce

Butthole anonymous:
do you doubt me?
   he asked his oldest fear
you are the progenitor of thought
<if you fear me lick your lips>
sqing for the fences
hornet nests and passive
aggression

behold!
behold my slobbering
form
abet emerald stools
to perch your acquiline feet
webbed and geared
with fanatical
analytical
abandon

do not doubt me!
I am not awake and never was
barefoot I tap danced