Tag: alchemisland
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Ailing emperor of my life
Summer in Dublin, I’m Sulla and I’m out pulling Bookish ones down from Glencullen, staying with cousins Or mad buzzers up from Belmullet, just out for the chugging Fulla suds snorting toboggan terrain Shouting Up De Flats, yiz cunts, at students from Spain congregating At the entrance to the lane where I’m selling MDMA Hero…
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Attention beggar
Nazarene distinct Adhesive gazes slink to my rays and stick to my preying face My father’s advice on my wedding day: Only the winked at should know a wink has happened. Took a Wing-Chun practicioner down, had him tapping I’ve got lines, master of microdots and dashes I did have weed but I breathed it…
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Seaside session
Fried off a frenzy of pulls clasp my elastic pulse My Learish ears hearing only unfriendly jeers My friends half-horse like Firenze In the Benz, smoking full send A friend’s friend had the brass balls to ask for ends Plenty of lies between indulgent guys Fry-frenzied gulls dive spitefully toward piping chips They have become…
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What Neptune’s Oceans cannot clean
Black and unmoving as frozen fuel, Is it feuding dust upon my ill-adjusted aperture? Lust’s rust upon the eye, Or has some crusted shambler finally sighted the throat he’ll die to crush? To die, to love. To live, too much. My gloved life glibly lived I am he Whom just sleep eludes.
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Headgear
An egg nest of old helms Set in alcoves, web realms Grilled bird asylums. The awesomely silent World of someone else’s wife’s curls. Do not return upon completion, and burn this assignment, The sin of Simon, the din of wage exchanged for title.
Alchemisland 