Breaking without dying like a refolding wave skating the seaside Shadowbidden. Quiet pleas. My bushelled light, mouldy revolting And all my wind-up life’s pent-up might shove and push to collide.
Man’s best laid plans. Left in a mouse’s cheese-grabbing hands. Eight days, fate days. Ogdoads. Hawked plains as remote as sages. Detestations. Devastation. The devil’s gift of advantageous persuasion. Dog-owned, doggerel poems make ample arms from an ass’s jawbone.
Alexander’s blade divorces the sage-confounding knot Gordian. I want a fort fit for a lord, sables, foxfurs and stoles, things stolen Votives upon a table ritually set. That unstoppable itch within Set To kill his brother and commit incest with sisterwife Isis as she wept. I cannot fall into step. I dream then scrawl the… Read more: Neststomper
Moving house, an hiring van. Illusion-drowning Hierophant; My Bic Biro plants. An indelible brand Some incredible hand sky-stranded, rune-woaded. Fingers diamond-tipped grip my manse and shake. A trip. Hands slip dripping stones Pants pocket stowed, dancing by a lake Enchanting a toad, extolling the face I find her there below, glowing and golden Holding all… Read more: Changeknife
Grave-grey unendurable today Angel-braved heavens above revenant-made henges. Oh, to return to that ancient day Made vengeful by saints, when they were raised! Oh, druid whose crude glaive Drew forth yon farthing’s fuel; the graze; Elysian hay.
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