Month: Feb 2026
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Disposing of my own body
Blushing she dumps me into the forty foot Size four foot, bulk deleted recordings of us fucking Breath stinks of White Russians Shoving a loose hand back into the luggage Well bludgeoned and bluer resulting Split mush corpse inside a coarse Persian plush pushed Upon landing slaps man-crushing water Thwunklike sploosh.
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Enough is enough is enough
In retrospect, nothing is truer with respect to life Than the phrase “Enough’s enough” when someone means it I suppose I should have taken her meaning From the way she said Mike From the way the nine inch knife She was barely hiding by her backside Was gleaming in the candlelight that night Black eye,…
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Hourlonglife
Nothing left long enough to flower Born restless, lifeworn when wrest from the womb which bore me Then dead before an hour, cheap to embalm me The last-long Druid power which cowed even the unflinching legion Remnants of lost cults now lost leagues below the sulk The stone, the truth, the way is the fluid,…
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Seeking out a retired deity
Finding a dying God wine drunk in a foetid gutter, honking of piss His and others’ Hiss sounds, escaping steam, holy mutters, cats evading spaying captors Dying by a thousand cuts submerged in cult-cut bull blood Even the milk-swollen flower mother, only love, chose to smother us.
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Nap maps to the undertow
Going to the shaggy beech As my peace-cleaving fast-receding dreams beseech When a leached moon has the dolmen cap painted peach A night when bold evil does not deign to retreat at the utterance of Jesus Floods of underground butter, hidden runnels imp-tunnelled Pulsing with blood-flooding warthunder, delving deep going under.
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