Tag: art
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Ocean omens
Gilled Gods resurfacing after two millennia below surf Killing that gull wasn’t worth the full belly Hell’s worst rotating like armpit temperature sushi The shackles I made for my mind Had it so that small fires were greatly magnified to my eyes So the smallest of trials to my sight resembled a Titan A Mount…
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All that glitters is not gold
To a moth I’m like a lamp two million watt Luridly luring them to my lantern’s unearned purity. Smoke and flame Must be Durin’s bane. Picture this: In the park’s darkest parts Selling barbiturates and bark, in bits. Glamour glitz, blunt hits as verse gristle, Audemars wristed All the visiting outfizzling stars out and about,…
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New birds
My sweat-beaded head like a drying flipper As a bends-bent diver is pronounced dead. Pleasant emptiness nesting in my head Like some rare bird gilt feathered, which bipolar climate sent instead Of the more familiar kind. Our borderstraddling birders bored us With pictures of strange murders against porous skies. Poorer service than ever I had…
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Rust Pope
Even the king of the Gods Old now, rotten log Wrath’s steering absconds Abandons like a dog unwanted Manless mountains and mounded bounty To stalk the lanes of strange, haunted counties, where walk countless The deranged. To walk among these queer creatures, his appearance he cauls But his cowing fearlessness, dowl-kin beard, communion with owls…
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Give them the old Arthur McBride
Jacketless on the college steps in the morning mist, well-practiced Equipped with tactics to get you in, once you’re roped into conversation They won’t let you escape until your name’s conveyed to their list It’s not about filling one’s mouth with sounds of good sense It’s about spin, like the endgoal of the party whip,…
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