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Old Home
Until a corset lattice his patchwork of woundsHate from his masters skincarved entombed.Squaw with a tattooed face a sympathy of scars,A conspiracy of damaged souls, a pledge to daring Mars;Aries strength through blood invoke,Crimson moon their wish bespoke.Lo, a lifetime’s placidity seemt loathsome when they woke!Frothing eager the wode pair rode,Two graves dug in vengeance…
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Taking Under Advisement
Small, red-fleshed man sits Napoleon’s shoulder; destiny’s official Deigned command an Emperor, his missives success of missions, Ignore red man red fate endure, corpse of imminent boon grizzily hatcheted Russian factions lined like Risk troops, dice and action and warm jacketed. Breakfast chamber his tricorn tipped low, watery mush to the tip of the bowl…
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Emergence From Mist
Arcuate hill-round above brineless sea station of observation, Broken glass prayer at dockside pillar to Zeus of Disembarkation. Against Kapok trunk party’s scribbling cartographer leans back Striated, flesh feeling, some give; shoulder sinks imperceptible inch as into wet moss No dizzying ninemileround testaments Kahn’s maths Same of His dreams, of sinuous rilles Midway maybe where…
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Civil Divil
Ruins of the age of faith ode to crumbled fate of ages Creation-stoking sounds from sages mere whispers, our doings traceless Circling gracelessly our gilded cage, reviewing old pages. Muniments of title lost amidst wave-tossed letter ocean King in cups, of cups, sips his bitter potion His meagre portion unmansome sets motion To devices he…
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Waiting For The Kettle Age Seven
After my brother’s stabbing I remember the kettle boiling At light’s lapsing arrived dour parents, wearing day’s toiling Alighting long suffering fell silent and longsighing allowed finally feel thankful Tankful of upturned woe vial, aside them angels and viler iterations April’s ides bewared, too tired for ire they thanked God for two sons Dad upon…
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