Hulking pile of tiger stripe debris, lightly spiced. Miscellaneous components. A robotmaker’s scree Oil-honking heavy sediment leftover from a long ago age of machines Rudiments, parts which tallied compose pieces Rat-proof, rust-dewed bones Some promising Honour Roll student’s yesterday thesis Belly-bent, shaped like a bowpart Like an empty mound waiting to be filled by some… Read more: Scrap pile messiah
Gilled Gods resurfacing after two millennia below surf Killing that gull wasn’t worth the full belly Hell’s worst rotating like armpit temperature sushi The shackles I made for my mind Had it so that small fires were greatly magnified to my eyes So the smallest of trials to my sight resembled a Titan A Mount… Read more: Ocean omens
To a moth I’m like a lamp two million watt Luridly luring them to my lantern’s unearned purity. Smoke and flame Must be Durin’s bane. Picture this: In the park’s darkest parts Selling barbiturates and bark, in bits. Glamour glitz, blunt hits as verse gristle, Audemars wristed All the visiting outfizzling stars out and about,… Read more: All that glitters is not gold
My sweat-beaded head like a drying flipper As a bends-bent diver is pronounced dead. Pleasant emptiness nesting in my head Like some rare bird gilt feathered, which bipolar climate sent instead Of the more familiar kind. Our borderstraddling birders bored us With pictures of strange murders against porous skies. Poorer service than ever I had… Read more: New birds
Even the king of the Gods Old now, rotten log Wrath’s steering absconds Abandons like a dog unwanted Manless mountains and mounded bounty To stalk the lanes of strange, haunted counties, where walk countless The deranged. To walk among these queer creatures, his appearance he cauls But his cowing fearlessness, dowl-kin beard, communion with owls… Read more: Rust Pope
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