Category: Filí my pockets
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Sheer
Going through plants like a weedwhacker Phone’s going off like a bugzapper after Agincourt Turn a thug to a sapper In the hut no Jabba, smoking jabba Came in from the sea like Grabbers Not the box but what’s inside, panels hidden in the side Keeping tabs on tabs, logging keytaps to find rats, no…
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Shear
Your plan was see through No longer have to see you but your ghost adheres like superglue Appears on time like a German train No time for auf wiedersehen, went from 8 to Due in 2 Due south a chickenmouthed weathervane blew Before the cock crew his seizetheday reveille. Went from immediate vantage to rearview…
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Wood
Anger is the fastest burning fuel. It grew and grew, kindling crackled like ships fucking Depleting fast Like ammo blasting from greased trigger repeaters in hundred man duels The beach where in peaceful days A bearded priest preached for the seas, now corpse-strewn; Civilised men are become beasts and author their own misfortunes.
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Barbie flame
Pink fire behind the range, The slyness of rubber, the rage of paper. What from the vantage of my cave Appeared as some great range’s spine, On closer inspection proved a sky-high rubbish pile Which smelled of pus-tumescent infection, Sacred effluvia, and fool-taken turpentine.
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Ritual back pain
Gulliver’s back hurts from exertion From bowing, from crownweight, and from worry Checking it twice like Santa Crossing Ts and dotting Is Crossing seas robed in ice Tossing turning seizing nighttime comes alive My ship capsizes My broken head grows several cap sizes Occult books wind-cracked flip to the right page Tophets cooking kids at sulking age…
Alchemisland 