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
Lotus-bloated tiger dream jaded Tranqed circuited a circlet-grand cag, dragged chains Changeless until curtains conveyed like lover’s lips The butter-footed tongue’s final slip; I died a froth-stained disgrace before an audience of eight strangers.
Jacketless on the college steps in the morning mist, well-practiced Equipped with tactics to get you in, once you’re roped into conversation They won’t let you escape until your name’s conveyed to their list It’s not about filling one’s mouth with sounds of good sense It’s about spin, like the endgoal of the party whip,… Read more: Give them the old Arthur McBride
Misery again Sinking, like I went walking through Lincolnshire Fen A sheer fence weak defence against enemy offensives Constantly on the defensive Waiting for something to let slip I tighten the slip into a noose Buds to nip, the final snooze Head heavy as a mounted moose Continuing tantamount to self abuse I must self… Read more: A hopeless March
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