Canto 4 by Wolf LarsenUgly loveliness, why do you collapse like a hungry angry moon? Upon peanut-butter-classical-music? While Nature's tornado songs bequest you thousands of talking door knobs, And being frop she dops to those who are freeping! Oh beauteous marijuana clouds, why does the ceiling masturbate fireflies? And who gave god this booteous largass? And you poo-pooless blue monkeys offlap-zing, why dong thou booty-boo? So great a traffic light of suns, yet canned tomatoes live? For having traffic lights with dildos galore! And canned carrots of Jesus Christ goes thy sweet pussy-bread-dough. Then well-Hong, when nature calls its uppitY-uppity-up! So what acceptable politician-whores could cause the cities to leave? When thy beer-belly-music must be executed with magical fireflies! Which, bazooka!, with your uZi-buttoCks-viBratOr, the executor to be when? Copyright 2012 by Wolf Larsen Sonnet IV by William ShakespeareUnthrifty loveliness, why dost thou spend Upon thyself thy beauty's legacy? Nature's bequest gives nothing but doth lend, And being frank she lends to those are free. Then, beauteous niggard, why dost thou abuse 5 The bounteous largess given thee to give? Profitless usurer, why dost thou use So great a sum of sums, yet canst not live? For having traffic with thyself alone, Thou of thyself thy sweet self dost deceive. 10 Then how, when nature calls thee to be gone, What acceptable audit canst thou leave? Thy unused beauty must be tomb'd with thee, Which, used, lives th' executor to be. 14
wolf, what can you tell us about your writing ? How long have you been writing ? What do you like about it ? LOL @ some of your lines. Toilet humor.
Hello Ramble On. I've been writing since 1992, no wait before that. I started writing in New York City in 1990, but I threw that manuscript in the garbage. In 1992 I wrote a collection of short stories while I was staying in Central America. My rent at 70 bucks a month was kind of cheap. That was the first book I did not throw in the garbage. For the next 12 years I worked as a seasonal laborer in Alaska. I worked up to 120 hour weeks four months of the year in jobs related to the commercial fishing industry, and for the other eight months I was free to do whatever I wanted. So I wrote and traveled. I've been to over 50 countries, and I've written over 30 works of literature, most of them experimental, some of them conventional, the conventional ones are Travel around the World Why Not and Unalaska Alaska and Pricks Cunts & Motherfuckers the Novel about New York City. I write because I have to. It is something inside of me. Influences on my writing include Afro-Brazilian music (I spent about two years in total in Brazil), 20th century classical music, free jazz, abstract expressionist painting, expressionist painting, actually just about every style of painting since the nineteenth century. http://WolfLarsen.org
