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Cuppa
Proper tea is best left to brew Rollie on the step Drum Blue Barrys and Lyons battle to the death.
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Execution, Noble Death of Martyr Sparks Tears on Mary’s Cheek
Red the rod of punishment, testament to our eventual end Commencing with a rain of descending shells wailing like Djinn A long reign of hell unto ceaseless bloodshed Welcoming easeful death Deck slick with blood Red as runover berry punnets Yield of past melees vast upon Avast ye, cast eyes upon bold bastard William Turner…
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Deaths Less Remembered Blood Debts As Yet Untendered
Willy Mulcahy they put him to the lash, dashed through his door burnt out the gaff Laughed while flames ate at Hyena gnashers ag gáire, waited to piss upon the ash Ask where’s the cash, Paddy He answers in Irish, they answer in rifle He is tied up to the ash tree, bashed with gun…
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Eastern Dreams of Sand-Strewn Elysium
Near the eyrie of a minaret from where mage-capped ziggurats are miniscule Teacher pupil school: Fisher hauls in his net His son grabs one end to help A hundred mackerel a cast eye assumes. Up here flies zooming like flying carpets, city rotting carapace of a dog carcass Catacombs to ark ever-mounting bones resemble halls…
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Drink my Nightmares
Love the nightmares I strangle to submission Dip out promising won’t be long, back breathless and bloodstained after the intermission Flyblown meats I dangle in the dormers of my mission house wrinkle snouts Tastedlemon mouths like Olive Oil’s arms when peril or harm rears, bouts Of amnesia punctuated by dreams of missing teeth and feet…
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