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Smokebars
Around so often, thought I haunted you A spectral presence you felt following you A ghost in the gloom, seen in the moon bloom I’m in the dead bedroom, Molly Bloom Man of fates, I walk into a pecuilar room Din from the fortune telling booth Psychic shouting someone get me a pencil, something’s coming…
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Day off up earlier than for work
Rising daily at dawn Moments before my first alarm Staring at the besummed face on my arm Its stations and markers A bisected tree’s leafless phase, rings marking advanced age Its knobbled face, half-effaced, like a green man gazing out from his bole redoubt An ancient loathing, cold old disgrace, a lonely place stuck loading…
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G O A T E D mindmoat
You feel goaded I feel goated Tact, I forego it I ride in and you’re gonna know it Knife sin, and open throat it Shoot the ground, make bunny hops Clowns all around, I’ve got funny ops From my brain extract a pinecone Surgical instruments on a metal tray My mind’s own magic seeing stone…
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Dambuilder
I feel my heart beating Silence through you are speaking Please repeat Replete with apple trees I, their keeper, this Eden Hesperidean ideal, idyll’s idyll Rilles to vision thrilling, birds trilling in derision of Time passing like the last of the villagers leaving They will flood it to build a dam, the green where we…
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