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Neuralchemy, summoning lost worlds, astral womb knowledge

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  • Trysting and Resolved

    Crying pistols at dawn down the dual carriageway Finger heavy with a jewel conferred marriageways Your strange ways vex me and these are strange days Blocks of sun-stealing flats where the bowler used to be Bowling for every birthday, arcade games when we’re sixteen Two quid pops at House of the Dead, to reload point…

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    2nd Apr 2024
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  • Watching The Sea At Yellow Strand Beach

    Maps to roadways where Gards don’t go Keys to kingdoms where stars don’t glow Moon curved carved out sea slabs  Sea breach foam beards along the strand like the wet dab of cold cloth fever reveres, the fearless tide reappears a million times rebuffed.

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    1st Apr 2024
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  • Fox 

    Foxes cross, their furtiveness cancelling their fleetness Around a blind bend at eighty, your feet aren’t quick enough to cease us In the glovebox a shoepolish tin of Fox’s glaciers rattle like boxed rocks when the bow bends The fox in heat drags an unseen musk, his mist the smell of a cupboard thrice masturbated…

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    1st Apr 2024
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  • He seemed like a nice guy

    I flirt with you, imagine your girl-goo squirting at me like warm ectoplasm Around you my marbled mouth dares to verse, first creative spasm of long slumbering mind Your family and friends I wouldn’t know from Adam You’re Saddam and I’m an oft-bowing prelate leftover from the deposed regime, I can but relent Nothing I…

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    1st Apr 2024
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  • Border

    He has a combover and a lollipop lady stopping hand Do not come over anymore, to this our beautiful land He knows the Other to be Ham, himself to be Shem A sham missive, wedding dress with ruby hem where she knelt in her lover’s ichor Drank what his eye saw, frieze of yestermurder impressed…

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    1st Apr 2024
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