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Neuralchemy, summoning lost worlds, astral womb knowledge

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  • An examination of force

    Long gone the days  Of legions unafraid  Chasing Mithridates  From the city walls  To the shores of Euphrates. The scored shield of the gloried legion, Now a sprouting boundless must have edges found for it. The pitiless strength must be fitted With satin gloves more fitting For making love poetry Than subduing rebel tribes. This…

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    27th Apr 2026
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  • The hateful sun’s tongueblistering hymns

    To taste the SunSon, I sucked vinegar and blood from the sponge A cackling Roman forced the wincing Christ to suck for succour. Older than the bog’s butter the names I must mutter Dark splutters which muster summonable others. When She sings, however shrilly, leathery wings begin to flutter In some divorced and gushing void…

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    27th Apr 2026
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  • Dragonslaying 101

    Caped crusader, to slay a dragon you must feint using your wraith blade Black magic attacks taxing the faith of Saint Patrick, tragic fates await. No traffic so the sad sight in the rearview fades away the further we travel Horse innards unravelled and bashed flat with a crooked judge’s gavel Menstrual blood and breastmilk…

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    27th Apr 2026
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  • Yellowism

    For every Roman soldier dead Sow daffodil bulbs in his stead In memory, the century flower Endowed with egg or butter’s burnished splendour.

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    27th Apr 2026
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  • Werewolfantasies

    Hemmed in on Hemwick Charnel Lane Blending paint and pain to devastating effect Every line’s an ending the author can’t explain, even to himself. My writing process involves smoking myself into a mess Then emptying a pen upon the wing of a hen.

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    27th Apr 2026
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