Category: Filí my pockets
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Maritime Disaster
Hitting rocks, not at Fromveur Sound Where the Drummond Castle was smashed All hands drowned More ice than sent Titanic down Silks fit for Kubla’s palace stitched up in my gown Investigation proved sailing was first smooth But ultimately careless or unskillful navigation, classic Navy, won the day On beef I’m gravy, provoke me god…
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Modular Janusian
I’ve only two modes Stand up guy or psycho host Poisoned dinners turned men to ghosts Hidden altar, foisted quest Worshipped goat the Baphomet Warmest coat packed for a disposal trip to a frigid, lipcracking coast. The opposite of boasting; a suspicious kept-closeness.
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Meal prep 101
Bodies in my fridge Butchering a whole back into easily prosecutable rib racks. Cubed, minced, acid-rinsed, half hacked up in my kitchen, by the sink Bags starched and stiff as moon flags with old blood. Huge drags, no old blunts. Owl eyes all blood. Moon oldbloods sing. A sink I sometimes clog. Remaking earlier plates,…
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Scoffers set a city aflame, but the wise turn away wrath
Only lung defiling kief imbibing invites The ear cupping hands of Silence to settle. Violent, enrioted city of my mind Ground littered with wheezing canisters, Sharp having rent upon impact; artlike, sharkbackish. Brackish puddles with gamma-glow; Evidence they successfully discharged Their hilarious, uproarious payloads. My head instead call it when yelling Upsetter My Day-Glo manuscripts,…
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When the armor-bearer saw that Saul was dead, he too fell on his sword and died with him
She’s got more secrets for me to keep than Marnie by the sea Lately I’ve been exploring grief, Manchester by the Sea Emerging pruned and tear-bruised from hourlong showers Getting off my crestfallen chest The particulars of that death Forever etched upon my coin-edge memory Detailing that incitement, which I hight chief ‘mongst chemical glees…
