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Scoops
Remembering pleasure during abstention To torture beyond weakness my meek mettle. At the planted feet of a sleet-phantomed unlevel peak Called obliquely Escher’s Defeat I measure out forever grief In coffee beans And clevered ennui.
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Broken gargoyles
The unholy home of Lot levelled Its demoned temples malevolent scree. Coughs ebon My lungs. My drummond leaksprung ekes to ebbing Weeks left at best Each breath extension.
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PAINTINGS. I’ve done some. Do you want to buy them? (Yes, please, thank you)
Yesterday was my 34th birthday. I was born, at half twelve noon, in Holles Street hospital in Dublin, Ireland. If you’d like to support me and gimme filthy lucre so that I can continue writing loads of insufferable poetry, why not buy a painting or, even better, tell your painting-obsessed (rich) friends about me: https://www.adverts.ie/pictures-paintings/opal-portal-painting/40692890…
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Some ungodly, should-be-upshuttered hour Found me shuffling like a gout sufferer through town’s tenements Abuse blue clouds confused Apollo’s endowments Her musical voice sharp pointed as a weapon Only more pleasant; a dirk velvet-curtained A curt muse. An enthused muezzin Is she An answered prayer Or a call to prayer?
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RING SELECTION
No initiate symbols or handshake ringpulls Far from how you were raised, that finery. They want me confined, simple Slight light as from a dying Kindle at night Sliced her sleep-fighting face magpie pied. Gabber on at piping-hot-mouthed gatling gun speeds Rat on me I’ll stab you deep Fratlike need, I’m flatlining bags of speed…
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