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  • Fornicating before the idol

    An immense black erection between henge and obelisk Confused to hobbling our terrestrial sense of direction. The seductions of that rufous odalisque proved my ruinous undoing; Where garter and hem communed, my confused lips perused, The line of her underwear like a failed HELP by one marooned Yet unattuned to self fending and solitude.

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    8th May 2026
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  • Temple Ager

    Bald prelates spoke of old prodigies, lost knowledges Of having prodded nubiler moons in forgotten yestermorrows Using Godsborrowed arms at least as long as the Nile is presumed; New to them are we, and old to them are the revering places, Where their fearful lop-eared Gods’ animal faces are said to appear To a faithless…

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    8th May 2026
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  • Dost thou not know me, Osiris?

    Scant relief Burning through weed and weedy Sin Eaters Who enter eager but depart defeated misdemeanour-beleaguered, Having trekked the requisite leagues to my evil peak, Where voice stealing winds dream of flutes And the many uses to which they should turn tools Such as the hands gifted to, grafted onto, human fools. Liver bin fit…

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    8th May 2026
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  • Decades in review

    Scandalous youth Ephebes who flew Too close to truth For holding glue. Youth’s concept and mold of casting Moleing inside my casket Sharing my disastrous everlasting.

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    8th May 2026
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  • The death of Antinous

    The retinues have filed out for the night With each subsequent wine, the whiny entitled Emperor chides His lover and mate for suggesting castration “So that further decay might be held at bay!” That higher registers he should maintain Until no brown remained in the Emperor’s mane, Gone the way of his eyes, the same…

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    8th May 2026
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