Month: Aug 2024

• FLAMEON

  When I flame, burn flat the bush Poem on a page, footer my name Ask me is it fake, first Platypus Going on a rage, gutter my grave

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  26th Aug 2024

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• Aroving Asmoking Abush

  A roving I’ll go but avoiding roads and no pair of brown eyes My black boots in the mud turn to brown brogues I’m drinking more than three of the Pogues White smoke from a spliff of white widow Like the bush elected a new pope.

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  26th Aug 2024

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• Unbeatable Banzuke

  Mamma Mia Via Dolorosa  Amazing grace, mind Tywin, rich but tight one But face, butterface, King Aemond Targaryen I’m weirder than Fontaines DC doing E’s with David Lynch When I speak, I make about as much sense as Twin Peaks Turned mind to mush, sprained my brain, neural thrush Rather be a schizofreak than a…

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  26th Aug 2024

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• Perilous to visit my property

  Thin ice this end of the rink, get out blue skins and something stinky Kaczynski how predictions of the world’s possible future convinced me Living out in the trees, outside of Eden in my own Eden more pleasing Every sound I hear is an heathen or policeman, my cell would have no keys I’m not…

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  26th Aug 2024

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• I’m done

  Leave mouths crooked Hooked fish, fish hooking Whole lotta fucking, not a lot of hugging Zero fucking discussion Nobody sleeps on my cushions Time’s your cab arriving? Storm outside Happy inside, Life of Riley Make a smoothie in front of her without even offering a sip Drink it loudly and sloppily, gulping, upend the end…

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  26th Aug 2024

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