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All Ulysseslessness (A Man For All Ulysseasons)
So many rats tramping in ranks behind me they call me Hamlin When I turn nib devil sparks fly like too many plugs jammed in The line the floor like plaguebearing lino I’m Cain neither lido nor coco, float cheek and get cutthroat When the donetalking are brokenosed my loaf flows bring bros low I’m…
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Eternal Beach
The rocks porous as the future they are assured to reside in; no such prizes before the eyes of mortals White as the hem of the foldless and faultless kalasiris of sisterwife to Osiris gullwinged beetless Isis Green as languedoc his liegely skin, his leagues are Elysian before the phrase is cradled Where his brain…
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‘Namage
Flicking through LP liner notes on a beanbag chair, pushing back thick vines of grease-plaited hair Imagines his drafted friends laughing, thinking him daft and soft, no chance he’d have survived there. His headphones are like a chopper pilot’s, two leather danishes bunning his face His hands, fortunately bloodless as Pilate’s, tap the record’s sleeve…
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Applebuyer
Gold band above the filter like an ouroboros born in a philtre If she forgets to buy my apples, I make sure to pout when she walks in to guilt her My sleeve is strapped with false heart, my heart wrapped in ticker tape, a wicked ticker ever was one and in bad shape The…
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