Category: Filí my pockets
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Prayers one must be pissed to whisper
Incantatory methods excited senses already titillated by desensing spirits, Not the kind which’re methylated, nor which gain quick by aethyric limits. A God who rewards unlealty with untimely illness; If one time Your brood should misalign, failing thereby to provide the wave-breast, The whole world might be swept away again, Despite what the rainbow said.
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3 all nighters a week
Wind howling like Fenrir unshackled There’s no going back and I’m never going back Packing a coner so much it hardly smokes, never gonna lack That much I know. Count my bucks that way I know How much I sold After the afterglow, when the ‘you have to gos’ are going home Glozing through the…
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Lipbluer
Reciting passages from singed outsider Bibles reconstituted post-bonfire Imbibing Paranoia Cabbage unto my demise, the most monged, soul high Standing pat with packs, logoed back Tradeless Jack jacketless in the jagged lobby My lagging hobbies symptomize a winding down mind Confination’s self-conflagrating conclusion Nothing’s useful when one’s youthful aloofness is harpooned A shooter’s instinct unpated…
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Let the best suit person attend the task
My way of surviving Clinging to the side Of the first person who walks by With some life behind the eyes. Giving to be wise; That one-eyed Viking primate has seen tithe’s zenith, His sky-climbing wild wives were fighting seeresses, brides divine. Who can prise it free is not necessarily who best plies a thing.…
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Clockbody
Skin pounding blast beats like beast-bleating The millionth time I’ve seen this band. Eves repeating Like defeated minds beating-eaten. Skin sounded a primitive tip off, clear as any beacon burning could signal: Worms turning so be off. A tingle to signal tonight’s not the be all end all, Count your singles, end the mingle then…
Alchemisland 