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Homemade ogre mask
Every sense mine excited Sentbydivine scentlines Will guide my neon-heightened Triumph’s nigh on silent march through Irish Zion. Pirate-scion my corrupted blood a must-hunt lion. Around the shadow-marched marshine back Of a formidable Hawksmoor church Nazarene-lacking, bricked black I rip an apple bong of sapping, pongy exhaust before heading back inside I can lack a…
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Emotions are hats
A curse are these nerves on me. When she places her Stapler operators On my babycreating apparatus My courageous lapsed and like something caged and routinely slapped I let happen what I shouldn’t have. Tonight half a demon-communion moon looms Maroon-brethren red, tonally bred Between Japenese mapleleaf and asshole knife-raped painfully. Fucking hell. I shrink…
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Breathwork
A shaken palm frond’s pagan breath entered disturbingly The west window left unerringly on vent, to prevent damp. Stirred to animation’s vainness The fragrant birdnest cresting Her saint-curing hair’s knotless knotty undress. Wonderous wander-pushed eyes Bright tho’ sunless like Buried dandelion wine A plundering pirate’s hideout of mine; Tide-close in glow and cold as no…
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Sight uncertain
Sliced-lid eye Nothing undescried Utterly undesired, once described unkindly As not the writerly kind. Sentient bones naturally loathe the maker of their aching Third eye mine, third lucky try and I’m Over the gate. I already gave my stained glass portion to Satan The acid eats away that which is not image, the graven face…
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