Month: Jan 2025
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Havoc with my sinuses
Cold that pains the cheeks My creaking knees croak easterly breeze Dreams tease Feigning ease of achievement Here, in flame-embattled forest Pyres ate the petalled, chagrinning florists This horrid world curdles the florid Words my quill hurls hopefully We followed that trail of ruination We did not stay long, or ruminate Upon the insensate devastation …
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Flare Up
Like marked chapters In a secondhand book’s cooked brown pages The villages ruined, hamlets razed Places they came Their wagon train came this way The speaker dehorsed steadies his bay Reeling at scented decay Where bodies were hauled to be limed Mud marked with stark Nazca lines Like the triumphal parade of a cast snake…
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Longlegs
The sea’s heaving breast The spread compass shadow Passing beneath the statue’s legs Belief is beggared The Colossus shocks with breadth Rocks heavy with wrecks beg caress The foot-swept deck wet Sleek and hope-pregnant yet The swan sweep of that vessel, going west All the whizzbang barracuda-toothed cogs Marking this machinous, rustbleak century Like dog-eared…
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Filthdawn
Damaged sky everycolour Buttery and smudged Fudged utterly Hues so lovely Pastels so eye-floodingly wondrous Could only signal some end’s beginning Night frightening and bright Night, a lid, shattered Like a glass tortoise sent warward Revealing the home of the law In broad, raw technicolour Like a hawaiian shirt some fat cop wore Red flaring…
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Expected Spectacle
The future, crabs in a bucket Oil sludges, moving sluggish Through city stormdrains Shimmering puddles Pulsing Rome cloak purple and daffodil John Brunner Summer With Blade Runner weather Muckers going numb, going under Their suicidal thunder spin cycles the towers Themselves peopled by psychos You know them, a certain type Who might go there, who…
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