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Nightschool for bulbless fireflies
Finding in effluvia the flew-for jewel The school of her all-white eye where I was sole pupil The ruled roost The loosely ruled page ruined Reduced to a rag for the juice of my nagging wounds The spoonback of her face, lavish once Aprons, hammers, pillars, ladders, spiderless manse Chequerboard pattern by way of grass…
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Binding the duat
Money in a tight band This isle’s Tai Pan Fighting the dual. The new perhaps? To fashion a glorious wishmaker we must take your hand A falchion slash any valorous lad worth his dash should stand. The last palace’s muted collapse in a hazardous, sneering badland, Not an ear around to hear the ground finally…
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A wasted horseride
The most willing filly’s last gasp. The blasting grasp of a bombhanded man, alas Despite multiple warnings embraced dangerously the target of his fawning. An aspic love. Blown up plastic gloves with marker-summoned demon faces, Tied off with a section of cut jumper cable and Sellotape. Our love left behind a radioactive chasm haunted by…
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Skinflavour and wantsmell
She curtsies, not curtly Lot’s wife lookback, confirms that I’m observing The upward lurch of her shortest skirt, one deserving’s dessert. The muck-wit church of the blurted affection Determined me their prelate and rant selector. The unrisen dough of my unpresenting gift Fails to sustain me. Another secondhand gift For the woman whose eligible digit…
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Love’s capacity to shampoo
A virtuous hurt All searching verbs fail to infer the fervency Of my lust; the Argosy housing all the art you see Lost in some distant and more barbarous sea Some nameless screeder Cried greedily for someone better than me. Eating seeds, that I should accede to a cedar’s form when deceased Let the tightly…
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