Month: Feb 2025

• SYSTEM SYSTEM SYSTEM

  Get the lead out, lad Get out there and be fed fast; dazzle ’em, show these young turks The meaning of graft, define hard work Leaders or followers, I’d rather be led Primarily, I’d rather be submerged in molten lead until dead – deserved I can’t be a dole drawing twerp And I don’t have…

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  9th Feb 2025

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• how2feelusefulagain

  In order to feel useful I have to work Since when must idleness feel deserved You can’t spend forty days in the desert or Costa will be short a server If the operation was available today, I would willingly be severed Anything to give Focused Me leverage Over Free Me, about as attentive as a…

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• Clarity

  New year and, said sighing, new me; what timing! Hair trigger like, fucking try me Some lusts you cannot stymie Kicked the habit but earned a stubborn want for all time I kick my queer green steed into gear The sky feels near so I skewer it; it’s bleeding Out in the storm, raging like…

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  8th Feb 2025

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• Walking Appetite

  I nurse a vampiric need I always heed Great and growing need for seductive leaves Not ones obscuring dangly bits on Eden’s Adam and Eve either Even when there was no time, smoke I could squeeze in I needed it, I a baby teething, give me the sweetener Let all the debris of my shit…

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• CLEAN SOBER

  I’m unfit for human society Often, newly-sober folks turn to over-corrective piety But not me, brandishing my cheeky Cheshire Cat smile Once again delighted to be my own life’s pilot I washed my hands of my own old life, Pilate I threw my self-blooded pilum I tossed a match to a body pile outside Every…

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