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Halloween
Pumpkins on the porch Kids in the front Tortured corpses full of holes Stuffed in the oven Smell of rotten something A slumped form A lump struggling inside a burlap sack Treat or treat you ask Having tapped my glass Asked I give answer I am the darkness the cancer The black eyed shark dancer …
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testpasser
Walking like I just nailed the exams My schizo-Cheshire smile baulks a passer Eyes wide, my lidless pride sees him abscond his eyelids I feel like pyres burning in Gondor, seen from here to Eriador My wide strides bell at bottom, expanding massively Like the euphemistically-borrowed sleeves of wizards, Famously capacious, were reused to give…
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GULPTHANKS
Therapist handed me a new angle New thing being thankful I won’t be wrangled By dangling carrots I’m beneath a lamppost Blinkered horses before sable chariots Passing soul-laden, away to chaos unchanging Argued forward by paddycapped overseers Zealing crops, like dealers mopping up their own drug stock Cross but no charring Prince Charming with acid…
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What was
I keep squeaky clean Try taking it easy But I’m easily wound up Like analogue toys beneath Christmas trees in 1953 Find myself seated seething Inside on another fine evening Sky: fire, highest, heathen, amethysts leaking In the painterly gloom of a creaking hull I bring to account the full dullness Of my weak-bulb life…
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Hard as fuck
I don’t leak easily, sleek supertanker teasing steel brassiere I’m no ill-made beaker-tankard, contents escaping eagerly My blood harder acquired than booze during prohibition When parched far from a speakeasy or poitín still once on every hill. Unlike giving butter all evening out of fridge, Gilding the small bed of the bread slice, I do not…
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