Month: Jun 2024
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Stormbound Any Port’ll Suffice
Navvies with pole rot giving knee tremblers to cotton-rogued dollies dockside Hempen hawser holds rocking boat Houario, who by morning hears Iberian arias and by evening thumbs claddagh rings in Irish bars Humping harder chasing little bardo Whore spends poundful hours pounded by Horatio, heave-hoe a drop of Nelson’s blood and he’s ready to go…
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Weight of Mind Weight of Mine
Thought-distended mind of mine, is there no end; no funeral-knelling bell Balrog-housing mine, tomb of Balin son of Fundin Warmed to a mull, the mulling agent bubbles like rice boiling the Asian Potato I say so Mug updrunked eclipsed the sun, sulking in my cups, sullen sulcus succour-seeking Will no one cheer the King, soul-sucking…
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Cleaning the Church
Chapelein in apple green cleaning the chapel Vestibules signalling foliate spring festival A capful of rum in pineapple punch he took at luncheon, unburdening him of learned trenchancy Lending him confidence enough to pen off a sentence, he has never been much for entrances Preferring exits Entranced by orders and oaths of office, saint’s bones…
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World-Smashing Rockets
Thor’s Hammer Mjolnir wielded, shaken like a gargling baby’s gargantuan rattle Two on night watch, dire sentries crotch-grabbing and watch-watching, hawk-gozzing Camera-bellied spyplanes like agile goshawks somersaulting above a shell-assaulted salient Alien in aspect replete with asphyxiating atmosphere and fearful androids Powerful as Greek androgynes the war machines, interfering at genetic levels netting the prizes…
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Assyrian Kingship
Drams given as gifts to Annamelech and Adrammelech at Sepharvaim That latter namesake drew a sword above his head and slew his father Assyrian Sennacherib, drew blood then fled the temple Cain remade in each generation, well-thumbed claythat familiar haggard visage He is banished from villages and haunts hinterlands A million guises: a wise hittite,…