Category: Filí my pockets
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Borrowed birdeyes
My eyes are sent into an eagle. The city is sound sieged and draped in star-stealing electric hangover. On the clocktower, watching zeppelins bobbing like cartoon jellyfish, Rosy fireballs rising in a fabulous stream, away out of sight, The dreams and prayers and hopes: For cures, for alms, for doping balms, for ends to plight.…
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Can bottom fortunes
This is the realest real A moment’s realization, the answer appeared Damascene conversion after twelve, thirteen beers Break the seal like I’m torturing sealife Piss with zeal against the steeple Unfinished cathedral of my life, the city fell to siege Now, the holy places teem with unreasonable demons Sad though it is to say I…
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Good and bad violence
Blackness returning after a camera flash My habitat this gashgiving pit of broken glass One more gas hit, just to get me up the ladder Her tear-streaked mask resting in her lap like a cat Tracing my spent zeal’s silvery snail lines to my bone-cobbled evil lair They emerge alert, half-murdered and burnt, deracinated.
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The moments after
Here since four, here until four Rewinding old laughter, seeking out heretofore hidden slyness My simping eye, once-famed descrier, led away from finding. Nothing before matters, it is what comes after A whole raft of things you gave as gifts, for which I’ve zero use I suppose they’ll be good as fuel Smiling back from…
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White Blade
Leave your jaw on the floor Doc leaf won’t help you endure Gore gore gore by the score I’m sorry to use force But don’t ever latch this door Fuck you brownies, I’ve got a batch Shove you in a burlap sack Drop you down the disposal hatch Like fighting King in a Tekken match …