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Volatile
Six shots each most put to sleep, extended mag no six shooter She is dressed in elements, her eminent crest unfallen Crest of death’s bald head our night’s memento mori Too hot to touch, this blisterraiser, hell’s harlot Ms Fire You’re at home asking how a sure thing became a misfire So hot I could…
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Accruing Connections (Weigh Me Down For The River)
Those you hold near and dear have you in chokeholds Bound in bronze chains tied to thick staves in postholes Whoever told you you know what a writer knows Either hated you, or it was a troll joke Nothing to say, words mired in throat during force choke.
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Dalliance/D’Alliance
Girl in a choker, hole in the head for slotting in Trocaire Dick so far down throat, Doug Polk how I poker, she’s getting the boke Tracing my dick through the pants on the train, Dick Tracey Cheeks sucking in when she hits the blunt, emaciated.
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Devices These Days
Won’t kiss and tell I’ve got duties Won’t kiss coz she got cooties Fix the sink coz she knows I’m handy Good with hands, she’s very handsy Hands-on like banana chimpanzee Afterwards promises to brand me, swig brandy Some of the devices she had, I can’t understand them Like TV remotes had so many buttons,…
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No Mood For Talking
To my patience and good nature Work is a cheese grater Make sure the spliff is ready when I’m home later I’m out in nature, in amongst it Early summer busy greenmarkering world walls, place of satyrs Part but apart, not parcel, nature’s separator A thin path for one abreast where two go, spacetheyateup Moving…
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