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Arthur
Heads on sticks fester, house of Crimson Witch She bids the Styx flows faster, her mushroom cap is pitch For Cerberus, three collars new like fledging priests Snow on Mount Erebus three colours blue like old heat Trees coloured blue for an amethyst eye Amorous tryst deny eye to eye, barefaced a knightly lie To…
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HornedGod
Cernunnos who peels the season’s rind Leads through moss maze the willing blind The compact keeps the windroots tight, the binding blight and the glade green light The light hours are a forest night That Might, what God might be, to dim what’s bright Hart and hind, to my heart, the stag of the stage…
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Sobriety
You’re on Sovember, scotchonrockstober the shock of sober can leave man over Like a turnover I’m dark at bits. “€1.70 love, and a bag is it?” flyover white cliffs Dover The Sea of Rome in Ostia, the Holy See the suffering earth the rebounding surf that slurps The bay, the gulls cascade to the cast…
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Love’s Conclusion
Bromides for Brunhilda, her Sigurd serpent summoned The land is divided like a fair share pie, the music died wrote Don McClean Submerging for unworthy causes, the waves break on and off the hump of H.L. Hunley All the drakes are loosed, Sigurd through the magic mist, Sigurd land of Honah Lee Ennead of lake…
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Chewtonic
Join the army I can’t hear Universal Soldier make a necklace of my ear Johnny get your gun, the shootings not done Descending a long hall, the sticky sweat of fear In it for the long haul, designed by Albert Speer Sitting in what was your office, sitting in what is your coffin On your…
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