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Neuralchemy, summoning lost worlds, astral womb knowledge

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  • Only terrifying height wakes me from gaolmind (wake to kissing)

    I said she was going to flip And here we are, events afar from my love-sparring lips Well-placed behind the kitchen island’s bar Dodging well-aimed face-effacing plates during a large conniption I used to kiss her in this kitchen Her exclusive lip a witch’s remit Her noisome poison imbiber poised for embrace Her eerie straight…

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    2nd May 2026
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  • The bringabout

    The reluctant visitor’s unheld hand Cramps in mine upon mainlining this cliff-gifted vantage Lifted right from the writ glyph this wrist had minted; To imprint inebriatedly-glimpsed fantasies with reality’s hint. All winter long my longing’s chrysalis crystallized my wish list Readied the mind’s gifts for the wasp-mine of lidless life. To my own creations I…

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    2nd May 2026
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  • Growing the additional eyelids required to enter the Red City

    At night, my narrowed mind pilum flights far from the ward Toward some blissless, harrowing land full of listless history Strange manner, odder banner Blinding wind and blistering sand Fissures hissing, a scorpion’s vicious arrow stinger never missing Shadowless as prissy-making unsunned climes yet all the while An ever-prodding sun’s formative rod rots beginners before…

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    2nd May 2026
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  • Planting a 3

    Singles hewn from crowded thirds Beneath Earth’s most deserted fir. Urges so strong they hurt. Loathing how quick what I’ve learned To need purges my purse. Wrote what I saw but knew not, then nor now, What the ambulating herald’s appearance connoted, The amulet at my breast, typically cold, grew momentarily molten.

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    2nd May 2026
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  • Ishtar gates protect my heart

    Upon, as asset to, an ass, is Jesus back? quipped the papers When some taker for quick jape leaked gayness without his say So and so it was, so it goes So one knows at rite-stowing night why In unquiet dreams he rides screaming into open throats. Saw a violet woman opal-eyed Emerge from opining…

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    2nd May 2026
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