Category: Filí my pockets
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Tie-dye cloak and dime store diet diadem
The oak and leather rocking chair belonging to the dead Man the carer Sarah had managed, had considered friend Which months three bottomless languished Slammed madly, self damagingingly, a damned language. The rocking bed I bled to rest inside me refreshes A sensitive’s leatherstocking’d feet fed to fetters In letters both o’er-blunt and digressive Born…
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Return of the denied
Say I hate you during lovemaking type. If an owl’s flexile neck borrowed I for short time My eyes might read What along my longing canvas her long, reaving claws inscribed. My ear her mouth our one-counted skins united She squawked unawkwardly a diatribe Pleasure how she expounds Pleasant how when faraway she crowds my…
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Pen made of hatenails and fishbones
Missiled quill bent on destruction tonight A sulky, unctuous messiah spending wastrelline his bulky ire. I am Barry Lyndon, destined to shine before I, punctured, wilt So I will it. Blooming, at last I will fast brown and deject like an afflicted at my flickering bask. I swim toward that hungry basking shark darkness at…
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Pictureglossary
I dream in whipped cream dollops Of mouth-secreted bollocks, Greek frollicks Walloped cheeks, scalloped grieves Atop a peerless stallion my armoured queen Her queerness belies an austere battleneed. Throwing her arm around her green-eyed lover Generously lets me hold her blood-owed spear.
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Goat-demanded commotion
Somewhere tucked away, the rite’s subprime location Known to vocational fondlers, perverts, and worshippers of Satan Inside a wrecked church’s remnant transept Half Her statue, the ducts of the Virgin who wept smashed by searchers Blessings expire like third time seductions, we must rebeg; Glories golden at accomplishment’s noisy moment olden to less. I woke…
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