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    Blow hiding in cars Done hiding scars Send a card For the Dauphin Slight regard Whistling past graveyards Omar, invoke Om so stress departs Fág mar atá sé, Frongach for a holiday Frogmarching through foggy marshes On the world’s frozen margins, the shield-shaped crafts of the Martians Vastly superior technologically, we are as ants before…

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  • While there’s still light left

    While there’s still light left. One line of light arrives at light-bereft reaches Through a cleft in the side, necessary breaches. Heed my advice, those of you who are left Step lightly in those child’s light up Nikes Sparks light up the night They’re brandished lightly. It’s brandy tonight, hot as a radish Makes me…

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  • Bo th

    I score, both us eat Eyesore I saw So I bolt Bolt-quick to dip Spring from the bolted-down seat With a force that almost rips it from the floor Out onto Bolton Street, past DIT, five to one my dose The Doors know Faster than a boulder chasing Indiana Jones When a cursed idol of…

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  • Finding my voice inside scrapes and noisy grazes

    The power of my voice If it is so Why then when I recount these tales to myself Lo even as they are written they are read, by me alone In another’s voice As for an audience thrown and projected My plaudits alone The product of rejection is a ravenous hunger Cravings as steel-circulated Cain…

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  • Great guides

    Following Sartre down He leads me to Cerberus And will go no further He repeats as one in fervour one phrase: Terminus terminus terminus est Into my palm presses a coin Hard enough it leaves in my meat an impression Upon checking I see in relief Horizon-streaked palm leaf and sun-wreathed boy.

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