Category: Filí my pockets
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Increasingly hard to discern
Thus must be The inestimable testament of my low deeds dictated aloud: Scenes from a life which no joy allowed. Every scribe hired out expires shortly thereafter Soon they’ll die out like cowards never seem to do in battle. I meet them, repeat my life’s meat, then death greets them No sooner seated are ferried…
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Trapped Madonna
Made brazen by schoolboy fascination I made Ability-stretching etchings which failed Utterly to evoke her sultry folktale alien. Carnelian the pristine carpet Quilting her needless kneeling. The weak trill of her armlets Charmed jarred snakes with the pegleg tapping of knitting needles.
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Florida, only closer New ways of self-promoting Like floats coated with logos of the no-go businesses you own. Florid and boastful toasts I can only hold the wrong note I can only fly when storm is close Saratoga, neat gloss Toe rings, cheap socks Logos, sea moss Togas, street boss Phobos, Deimos FOMO, teapots Oh…
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Unaccustomed heat
Too sore even to stretch Two steel swords gore-etched Blood-drenched Unentrenched Liberty wields. My life feels like silence after a long song Once bluebottle soul still as Sol over Gibeon of the silted pit My stilted pips Spread filth Across gilded lips Puckered to kiss. Delayed action Belated relief. Relating more to a skeletal leaf …
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Shards of darkbright in either heel
Yardlightly Dark-clad faith shines at approach. Her hold heals as a yarn might A young mind; A tall tale, When the answer is too large For the querent’s inchoate capacity.
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