Tag: creation
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Loi Altee
Toking, in dust he plans Smoking industry plants Mingus on, doing Vitus dance Tight fist, whatever my slippery fingers can get a grip on Alchemical meaning of a gryphon, reading Xenophon and Agrippa Pen gripping flesh ripping cephalopod Just ripped through a fresh blimmer, still-wet ink glimmer Chewing on Tide Pods, injecting stims Shortening grass…
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Wood
Anger is the fastest burning fuel. It grew and grew, kindling crackled like ships fucking Depleting fast Like ammo blasting from greased trigger repeaters in hundred man duels The beach where in peaceful days A bearded priest preached for the seas, now corpse-strewn; Civilised men are become beasts and author their own misfortunes.