Month: Apr 2024
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Border
He has a combover and a lollipop lady stopping hand Do not come over anymore, to this our beautiful land He knows the Other to be Ham, himself to be Shem A sham missive, wedding dress with ruby hem where she knelt in her lover’s ichor Drank what his eye saw, frieze of yestermurder impressed…
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Inside Today
I am caged blonde Trump in prison, envision his unfurling combover like a wave rewound I once dipped goggles in dicyanin dye before visiting, found him Djinn-orbitted His lobes loud with suggestions for the world’s division A blurred vision, a drunk’s revelation, blind vision: Long dead destinies rise like the dead of Zombie Island Termagant…
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Team Lunch
In the cafe the waiter brings steaming plates They can’t recall that, what they ordered This low paid waiter should deduce it Deliver all the meals then reduced to yours alone spruce your empty placemat We’ve booked a booth in the company name We’ve now fucked twice, I’m not ashamed. When lovers cannot tryst their…
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Teeming Up
You’re a pox bottle Weird mantid, mantitties advance and get planted like daffodil bulbs Mandibles clattered by fistfuls of O’BatterHe, Ulysses well you’re getting upsized Cutupper a right a left hook your juddered head shudders it’s curtains, shutters Puppy eyes done nothing look at your accusing duppy, forehead circumcised Subscribed to shitkickedin monthly I go…
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Rosie the Racer
Talk you want about speed and count horses, Jack With Rosie driving, won’t be long until we arrive back Not a single lynx-smelling Subie owner in the royal county would race Rosie, take the bends the way she took them They feared the bends, they were like cave divers loathing their sopping pearlless satchels Rosie…