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Blunt to myself
Blunt to my friends Alone in my cell With a blunt to myself And a bit to sell I’m bitter to the cells Cold, whether kelvin or celsius Hard headed, surrounded by asbestos All my besties gone, only their respective spectres this November Hard-handed, like I wore a cestus Woof tastes proper, teases what my…
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Sound effects when I walk
Cracking: knees, limbs, joints, fingers, hips. On account of my crepitus, currently sounding like a crypt walker When I creep up holding this; Sound like falling detritus When I leave and it won’t be immediately, You will hear my bones pealing as I peel myself, Raising swears and eyes to the ceiling. Moving griefful, shuffling…
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Lover’s Declaration V
If in amounting my feelings span yield four fields only, it is advantage: I have land little, vantage sufficient to descry with eyes single-willed. One has me smitten. You, Rome, to which all roads lead. One as I, bitten. Senseless love’s baleful cobra, Affection’s infection, affecting my good sense; Scarce chinwagging passes lacking her mention.…
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Lover’s Declaration IV
Looking upon that frail image Of dashed innocence handsome Fractured armature obscene, needless casualty Why, Jove? Bleeding for loves which in actuality Divorced from lover fantasy Could never happen Young captains cut down standing Loaves never to leaven, for them heavengoing Like a crab crushed, rushed by gulls Never to grow to a man full…
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Memphis Rap Sigils
A fulbright light, as seen on the third day in dark Amenti’s Hall Skeins of hyper light boring through dowel holes Dark Gods worshipped still in the Four Corners of Old Memphis Beneath the redundant bat tower, it came sudden My knife as it tunneled summoned the thunder Flooding blood, blooding the woods; open throats,…
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