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Retiring the Lifetired
Turok how I brandish in retirement homes, sand off a few dinosaur noses Here on council premises banishing grannies Help to dust form these old bagged bones Go through them like covid, dead before Bovril’s done Standoff at reception resolved quick elbow hits like a brick Clock-ticking everyone has a bum ticker Flick through first…
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Undying Climes
Undying lands grander than Atlantis, full of familiar hands banded again Reforged oaths, all strewn oats sewn to zenith Motes animate light in flight, delighting alongside buoyant satellites winds shake free from dandelions Gardeners in austere gabardines with swan wings sweeping aft peacock-equal Spending dreamful epochs raking rocks into straight lines before God’s throne and…
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Tinfoil Apocalypse
Laced as lemonade in a Mason’s cup Noise of crinkling Shrill machine voice harsh static Animate tinfoil apocalypse
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Times
Nuke’s top 5 nights Frightening sights as delight grim idols idling in ice cases In deep crevasses left by the recession of Hyperborean ages Awaiting lightless days Hounds bay at day’s drowning Alluring, abusive night climbs like a spider sky to horizon spine On my desk, before the window, a single candle burns Pervading darkness…
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How Old Is Your Land?
How old is the land It is a haunted planet Who planted it, that which grew Who planned it, who knew before knowing Who went before going was
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