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Dost thou not know me, Osiris?
Scant relief Burning through weed and weedy Sin Eaters Who enter eager but depart defeated misdemeanour-beleaguered, Having trekked the requisite leagues to my evil peak, Where voice stealing winds dream of flutes And the many uses to which they should turn tools Such as the hands gifted to, grafted onto, human fools. Liver bin fit…
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Decades in review
Scandalous youth Ephebes who flew Too close to truth For holding glue. Youth’s concept and mold of casting Moleing inside my casket Sharing my disastrous everlasting.
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The death of Antinous
The retinues have filed out for the night With each subsequent wine, the whiny entitled Emperor chides His lover and mate for suggesting castration “So that further decay might be held at bay!” That higher registers he should maintain Until no brown remained in the Emperor’s mane, Gone the way of his eyes, the same…
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Drowned in the Nile to renew a Tiberside tyrant’s flagging vigour, or Emperor Hadrian’s lost love poems
Aquila at nighttime zenith His toga peeled back appealingly, revealing Antinous’s yet-congealing future features His fallow chin without shadow of beard’s hint Hadrian’s preying gaze ere surveillant Signalled a willingness to be availed Of; he the idle cat His captor the long rows of well bedded mint. By dint his status, a rustic Below but…
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The result of my seeing you
Headlight fugue agues what I hight When a hateful ape drives the lake-deep tricycle mind Of a minder-needer in a man’s hide I am not a mind reader, or am I? she winked. My fearful review suffuses with barrenness who refuses to hide Through embarrassment or some few motes of boldness The mould-inducing, role-confusing toll…
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