Category: alchemisland of Ireland
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Divine Dawn Vimy Ridge
Marching with the rank and file Third trench Christmas, it’s all lasting a while. Curios whittled on frontlines and letters from home on a table in a pile Songs with similar airs performed in curious varied style Sitting on hard benches, itchy bunioned with asses piled Slapped knees and all at ease, dancing between the…
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James Joyce Vampire Direction
Thanatological inclinations push me from my bed Sanguine susurrations, your blood sings to my head My patience like thinning mercury, my tightening grip Orgiastic flashes of wounds and dripping whips When I’m done his blood gets drained Leave bleak crime scenes men get insaned His claws brandished but his body maimed Bellied blood swims, his…
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Titanomechanophilia
Down a trainless station waiting bacon tooled up Tonight’s big bust up, everything fussing, men fucked up to get brave Big cutters wired up to packs, serrated blades like fern fronds Gnashing teeth with Hope diamond strength, like a drip rapper eating you alive, Something to combat Their terrifying ferrousity, those iron brutes. Cadre of…
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You Up?
In a birthday card it’s something trite In my cold car back it’s a midnight ride It’s a horrible daylike night Type of eve that man’ll cop a wolf bite Noises get lost and boys get lost in the wood at night Accounts of old murder, I’m on the count, count dracula Three counts on…
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Weeping at the Cenotaph, bitter as the cud
Looking out from the highest window Gaunt regiment of flayed trees girdling her lonely tower Purging stones, sins that cure, lonely dismal sinecure Sign it all away Walls her grandfather raised marked the barony Jericho’s opposite, high walls and many years since sounding trumpets Amidst the crowd yet apart from the whole, she haunts the…
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