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Gelding
Behind bars in straw littered byres Death-marked calves fart nervously Head of herd marked as farmer’s Smell of nitrogen Gentling vice make bulls androgyne Grandson in handsome wrangler jeans Couldn’t wrangle a cup of tea Sent out to have a man made of him.
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Relaxation of Oaths
Polluted mind once pristine prints indexed miseries to fill days In misericord order rules relax, habit sinching chords slacken Robes slash open, regal sashes slung chairback over roaring fires Pewter mugs with flickback lid tops Hop scent, chestnut coloured Apples orpiment, alluring as snakerolleds old Hob sent.
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The Death Spice
What happens when the divine device fit to confine to safety the mice of this unmeek world breaks down When life jackets cause drowning Some bear spines, poison-slick spikes Spicy food made so to spite predators Protective shields in lieu of venom Humans develop a taste for spice, what then? Their gift comes a curse…
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Successful Smell of Sweet
Many ways to skin a wombat Wrong ways to dole out wonga Hungering combat drunk Achilles casting drachmas out his tentflap What does not drain makes balance stronger, cash enhancements Prospective plug says strain’s stronger but talking’s long My books must be just so, Dawn comes up like thunder who wrote? He talks talk cock walk,…
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The Count
One eye creased my device’s sight like Time Crisis, light him up like beacons Cap peak placed low, hood up Cleaning a piece keenly mirrorsheen, waiters wiping lipstick from glasslips in speakeasies If yon gleaming glass slipper fit easily on any old flipper Every bitter cripple, crystal-coveting grifter and archvillain would hold meaningful title Cash…
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