Category: Filí my pockets
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Sleepasker
After chain blazing shamelessly My unpitied, unpropitiated head lays Dreamscapes egg laden and hex-scathed Of begging bowls, of negative spaces, of taking oaths Of sewn oats, of sold dope, of frailty, of granges, of grey areas, changes. Mortal-folded clothes angel-molded going mouldy in the only stow Maybe this grape haze ganj has me going scatty,…
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Unsaid Unspread
No hatchlings No champions Fenceless. Senseless following of fashion Closely tailgating evilly-promulgated passions. Hailing as great one’s own dispatches As creations, nay, manifestations Of an able creator! These unample, puny scratchings Less than a handful Hardly scratch the surface Of the vast surplus I wouldst but durst not commune.
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Watched assassination
Voidlamp in hand, asp in lap The lucent crab’s jewelled clasps fasten To the battle cloak running down his master’s back. My avoidant candle yet withstands. A capful of borrowed coins, and the poise of a cat On cloud-cottoned towertops, the clogged corridors The clotted, the discerner watched me As Turner might have watched a…
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My first rose
In my haunted garden artery hardening plants Barb and spar sporting spar for sparse light in slight expanse. Preaching age’s lessons with speechless, effortless change A rose which glowed mauve this molten morning’s eke Roves at dark-courting, gauzing dusk to a bleeding shade Rust ruffed. Upon touch, reducts to dust. The cup of the lustral,…