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    Satan likes His acolytes to kiss his arse Lips posterior; if leal then show the rear Making mystic eights from lace Fuck ides, comes fates, Caesar If Lady Fortune strides in  I bid my guards seize her Now I know you’re not evil, Aoife  But I reckon you’re a busy bee  Hardworking beaver When it…

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    18th Jan 2025
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  • Grapevine Implication

    I’m hearing mad stuff lately Screams from brumal, hateful aethyrs  Darkness ancient since creation  Coming in my wake, blighting Sights making Creators shake. Since I played with the ouija board Know you won’t believe  Did it out of boredom  Elected to summon the wardens of Hell  And leal whoredoms. Worm-grim parcels of carrion carried  Set…

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  • Blood map

    Speaking secret passwords Sneaking past crossed swords barring Securing access to the speakeasy passage Planets going backwards Maps in the sanguinary Magick in backwoods sanctuaries Bewarings disturb soundless sanctity A blank, blackrocked strand stands Where the grand Atlantean city sank Sinking statuary in soldier rank, armless.

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  • Latter day clatterer

    Every racket I’m attached Set alight, the roof is thatched For Michael Dwyer, a highland detachment Out the windows muskets fire Dwyer won’t be captured A fox of the mind, no wit lacks for You wouldn’t get a rebel like that these days Everyone and their ma wants to be a DJ I’m emerging bleary,…

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  • Receipt’s ripped bottom

    Face-whitening stipend Fake lightning Pinned down by snipers Been down, gone hyper Plenty followers, Hamelin Piper Swiper no swiping but I can’t quit crime in my prime What’s in the aisles lines my pockets Never let desires stay desires Fire’s trial divides liars from triers.

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    17th Jan 2025
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