Category: Filí my pockets
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Leaving society for love
Take me to manless leys whose lengths no other paced No other sandal’s tattoo grace’d Make my love as an explorer’s ship’s prow, proud and seeing out Drinking unknown waves in ages ignorant to longitude. No matter where I sail, boreas withershins me Arriving to rare Ophir Where rivers of clear, unsettling orpiment roar forth…
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Sex sordid and chemical
Feed of pints, think I’ll lower myself to begging for a blowjob In the laneway outside the Turk’s Head , up from Isolde Calling your blower, growling then outing Sex with me more bone storm than Milhouse Van Houten Whole day outing, you keep mount like a black belt Keeping count with a black belt’s…
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Below the sharks
Dark without abounding I am with flounder lounging Dark within, founded in my foundling heart Black as a foundry chimney’s throat and windpipe. Shark sighted from below Idiot’s rendering of an angel Strange, stumped, pale, crippled Ill-equipped to ferry heavenly missives to trickster mankind. Seen from where I am In the damless places My Atlantean…
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1914 again
I woke up this morning Prospective president although unpleasant resident Peel-skinned denizen devilsent Shot this morning whilst touring Addressing crowds when, reportedly, a shot was recorded Ex-president though scathed Escaped major damage, save to his ear cartilage He ducked behind the podium, we all expected an explosion Few shots, lone gunman, so we know it’s…
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SHOOT THE CUNT
As if we weren’t already hurtling towards war Sense of things having been this way before Recording déjà vu on Fortean Forums Discovering others too are suffering strange dreams Parsing apocryphal books for prophetic anecdote, however scant. Gladelord Pan Flexed span mansome Face handsome Chest sunlight-flecked, lying in the glade At sun’s coming nesting birds…
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