Tag: art
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FondonLields
No qualms about stealing your alms Stones for cameras, codes for alarms Before it, get stoned, does no harm Shit’s second nature, system disarmed From northside estates To gated places for the elevated Down to Killarney I control the drugs, old minister like Harney Spending most time outside, like a carney Let dice decide, card…
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As the deer pants for streams of water, so my soul pants for you
In my sights, caught like a headlight-hypnotised deer Teeth cerise from the haw. Gibbed him when I winged him in my eight seater Four figure litre capacity, dinosaur eater quad battery My kingdom defeater. Animal welfare seething Seeing my panda pelt seat covers Tasmanian Tiger nuggets crisping, golden lovely, in my Iranian-style oven They told…
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“opened its mouth to receive your brother’s blood from your hand”
Body fresh as a Brennan’s loaf, not yet so yellow though. Burnt off my prints ages ago, Wore driving gloves for extra safety, blurry nights of excess and satiety. I’ve killed them in droves, you know (which you don’t, because I’m a pro) Shoved into holes Full fleshed some, others ash But mostly unindexed bones.…
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“Fire goes before him and consumes his foes on every side”.
Thanks for the invite But I felt incited to riot When you spoke about Palestine You delighted In genocide denial I went downstairs, pretending I was outside Smoking a fag to pass the time You believed me, I was lying I watched it, checked my watch My hand atop one of your stone lions Blisteringly…
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But I say to you that whoever looks at a woman to lust for her has already committed adultery with her in his heart
Passengers freaked, pleaded take it easy As I bombed down Brewery Road in the motor, sports mode Skin rippled as sixes tripled Lips peeled back to reveal my molars Winged a squirrel, it exploded Born delinquent, no save reloading So I keep barrelling forward without slowing I’ve got lots of white but it’s not snowing…
Alchemisland 