Tag: alchemisland
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In the solar
Mugging the sun at knifepoint. Up close, in the pocket with Apollo, Until my cooked eyes run like liquid birds from cloven eggs. Black as old potbottoms, no more than shell holes, Issuing listless smoke in storm-redolent spirals.
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An examination of force
Long gone the days Of legions unafraid Chasing Mithridates From the city walls To the shores of Euphrates. The scored shield of the gloried legion, Now a sprouting boundless must have edges found for it. The pitiless strength must be fitted With satin gloves more fitting For making love poetry Than subduing rebel tribes. This…
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Dragonslaying 101
Caped crusader, to slay a dragon you must feint using your wraith blade Black magic attacks taxing the faith of Saint Patrick, tragic fates await. No traffic so the sad sight in the rearview fades away the further we travel Horse innards unravelled and bashed flat with a crooked judge’s gavel Menstrual blood and breastmilk…
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The hateful sun’s tongueblistering hymns
To taste the SunSon, I sucked vinegar and blood from the sponge A cackling Roman forced the wincing Christ to suck for succour. Older than the bog’s butter the names I must mutter Dark splutters which muster summonable others. When She sings, however shrilly, leathery wings begin to flutter In some divorced and gushing void…
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Yellowism
For every Roman soldier dead Sow daffodil bulbs in his stead In memory, the century flower Endowed with egg or butter’s burnished splendour.