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‘OT TODAY INNIT
Heat such that skin blisters Erupts in fishgullet fissures Images, fragments Visions of vicious whips Viscous blood, visage-eclipsing Flesh wetbook rips Like wallpaper upon a steady drip Stay a while and listen Tortured screams, posts for whipping Cursed gold in chests redly glistens Talk of selling souls Someone readily listens Red-skinned apporting in my kitchen …
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Murderhouse ocean shed
First thing visitors notice is the smell But also the feeling that they are entering hell Dwelling den of some deepwater Avanc, shambling madeyed madite Midden where mound mossy mouldgrown bones, older than one’s own Cold dead drowned things slumped on this deathling’s shoulder round Are thrown down upon silty ground and consumed like port…
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OPERATION
I’m chewing but not on a fruit pastille Tuned in to evil, I deserve the Bastille Many misspent yesterdays, my powder like the home of an eskimo I’m a cute hooer, pastiche of better chancers and pesterers at home Who patrolled these sole-molested streets donkey’s years back I’ve got a scales, gauge swaying as it…
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High as times
New strain from Neptune High grade, hits great Under its sway Easily persuaded To engage With green I’m not Gawain It’s not greengages aging in my wicker basket Not that you’re asking.
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Stormy night scared of lightning
Riots in my bonce, in my human bonnet Writing by the light from my bronze sconce Sky alight, a Zeusian riot these past two nights Maryblue forks when Thor outrides Storm tonight no riders on it, writers love it Needy trotters greedily, gleefully smacking a typewriter’s keys, teasing Out a rough schema, the freehand sketch…
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