Tag: alchemisland
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Aubergine coaxmachine
Floating over Opal oceans Butterfly frozen My eyes confined. Upwardly mobile. Fill my throat-dyeing cup up to the lip, and sup. Kiss her bitter lustral gift in no time. She is that gifted, well-equipped, lilting, and lifting prose style. My disjointed, hiss-greeting soul is beneath the Nile imprisoned. Rope forgives my sins. Hope schisms. Anointed,…
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Purple naked
A host of krakens accosted the waymaking boat of my mind As during some long prophesied flood’s due prologue. Its crew, unsavable host, tossed to-fro, go graveless unto ghostude; Lapse screaming like a cat unkeen’s kittens into brine’s indifferent sack. Unclothed revelation came close whilst sleep conveyed To deeper layers the fate-steeped meanings of my…
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A glimpse of punishment
Youth is some too rich fool’s walled estate A ruined view. The groomed stones I raked fluted for calm Having completed the task of their taming I kick back to placeless safety; that natural madness Which becomes a meadow and undoes a man. For you I pollute the ring-hued arches of my fastness I let…
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Nervous Purple
Score-keeping Norn Whose knit-formed Yonder scorned me. Daunder, she adoringly implored me. Saunter! Haunting a horned me; a sword me, whose glee deforms gorily. Any price, life for diamonds One cannot afford not to be able to afford glory. A bored, thornsat life. Splitting’s wrong; dishonest when you want it all. Be honest, be a…
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I prescribe myself I longed to describe myself But this scribe often finds That rite denied. Incapable Our mythmaking eyes Of lifting the I’s impenetrable shine. She moved around my room like a jilter up the aisle Slow, as if time might lengthen abidingly A book without staples My hooking pages come away Like traumatised…
