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Seated, perchance to dine
I am doing what I am doing To please a useless God of ruin Undoing’s odd progeny am I. At noon All the prodded mooers gather for cud chewing. My face warped by a spoonback’s view I am rhyming my wine-dark bruises And poisoning with metre’s meagre flourish the eas’ly construed. I span my workshy…
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Paindeity
Wearing Lucien Pellat-Finet Luciferian escapades, finery-draped; Dreaming lately of silk-cased arms raised, “You finally came!” They meant ballroom masks. I thought slashers, Jason. Glitz a ballroom’s hinting cant, truth adjacent Decanting To alchemist-gladdening purity The dancing marvels. Heels printed Expensive glyphs On light-lifted marble. Fig fanned on the divan Whatever poem she picked at Occupied…
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Time’s cruel lessons Her crude astuteness lessens Whip as tutor Skip as future Hit, pass, passable suture Irascible, they found my chances laughable To a vaster future I cast my polluting lantern And the illusion’s band snaps, revealing a chanceful cavernous. The golden illusion of brass at first ravishes But changes at blatancy’s range like…
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Killing a swan
My quill’s wetted tip fritters outlandishly Colouring the undipped panda; The vanity of making that span’s holy blankness vanish. Through my wreck’s rent side A lunatic tide pours effortlessly. She is an outsider, an fortless lier beneath skies Her dyeing eyes’ generous donations reframe the observed The plainest bird made worthy with burstberry fervency: Know-you-wept…
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Clueless nouveau
When I told him that returning to prison Was preferable to continuing the miserable Mincemeat midden I’d made of my brittle, bramble-bullied life He was troubled, I saw him struggling to hide The wet light slicking his arid, educated eyes What comfort concealed had providence’s zeal made real before his sight Indeed, he reeled at…
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