Tag: art
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Growing the additional eyelids required to enter the Red City
At night, my narrowed mind pilum flights far from the ward Toward some blissless, harrowing land full of listless history Strange manner, odder banner Blinding wind and blistering sand Fissures hissing, a scorpion’s vicious arrow stinger never missing Shadowless as prissy-making unsunned climes yet all the while An ever-prodding sun’s formative rod rots beginners before…
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18th birthday
No feeling worse than perceiving Death’s impeding imminence In the o’er sharp list of a once-Titan’s keel. Waving goodbye to your mother and sister for the last time, Knowing it’s the last time. A bellyful of birthday cake, and his first ever sip of wine.
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In the solar
Mugging the sun at knifepoint. Up close, in the pocket with Apollo, Until my cooked eyes run like liquid birds from cloven eggs. Black as old potbottoms, no more than shell holes, Issuing listless smoke in storm-redolent spirals.
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An examination of force
Long gone the days Of legions unafraid Chasing Mithridates From the city walls To the shores of Euphrates. The scored shield of the gloried legion, Now a sprouting boundless must have edges found for it. The pitiless strength must be fitted With satin gloves more fitting For making love poetry Than subduing rebel tribes. This…
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Dragonslaying 101
Caped crusader, to slay a dragon you must feint using your wraith blade Black magic attacks taxing the faith of Saint Patrick, tragic fates await. No traffic so the sad sight in the rearview fades away the further we travel Horse innards unravelled and bashed flat with a crooked judge’s gavel Menstrual blood and breastmilk…
Alchemisland 