Tag: art
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Rising ice age
More mistresses than the busy river has fishers More bitches than the ice caps have fissures And inuits getting fingered in igloos, har-poon Made friends with a walrus, use his tusks to open tins Land of frost, black toes the cost, smell of rot Neverhot sun blinding, everwinter ragnarok reminding So cold even my mind…
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Maligning annals
You call me unready, I say ill-advised My council are the one’s unwise Yet history untiring cites my ripeness And inaptitude for the primacy Those maligning annals On illuminate vellum Whose margins sport animals.
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Shedding my shell
I am crying now but I choke back tears, there is nothing so queer As shedding salt for what was through my own inaction not got What is for you perhaps never passes you by But I have watched so many things going by, and in such hurry That they became blurry in my sight,…
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THEKINGISDEAD980
Third day of Mucré, our King is in the forest A busy time to be a florist The mews and awnings like old prose florid To allergy sufferers abhorrent, torture ironical To the botanist, a much needed shot in the arm After a Winter boxed in, the gelidness like old sin Lingering long past its…
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My role at ragnarok
The word in throat your highness The third toke chokes, high in this Back shed, pure in my defiance Spurning all alliance, turncloak My rage is age of iron, wroth Cold as Hoth my heart bound in iron confines Chains of great weight, as bade Fenrir stay Until the final, violent, schismal day, a dismal…
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