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• Sinless Nations

  Obviously a sinless nation Throwing that many stones A prolonged illegal occupation Another bloodhungry throne Eagerly, easily stolen from the open throated There is no more open road.

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• East-splitting rockets

  Since when did Heaven Have such tall railings From silos, missiles craning Their source Israeli Earth once again shaking A sore on the face of supposed grace Chosen race have chosen disgrace Stop the invasion, stop the occupation Stop the arms stocks, stop the erasure.

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• OUTNIGHTS

  Getting maw from a broad Getting my face plastered on broadsheets I’m selling acid sheets on O’Connell Street She’s treating me, beating me off on the street Athena adrenalizing my meat No penalising this surprising penis size, drill her on the side table Grilling sausages later, ate her then ate every plate in the refrigerator…

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• Another remake

  Breakings things I can’t replace Glue and tape, an urn remade From Asia, late Bronze Age Spent ages on a shelf in a grand estate Upon a childless prelate’s death donated To a museum, protection of the State.

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• Predeath blinkout

  Grid blinking like a dying vape Finally going straight, going clear Going straight to the Iranian Strait of Hormuz Removal of remains, body in a state Casket lid closed, buried by the State We show them bodies full of holes, they cry fake Blood trickles down my ritual robes I hit you over and over…

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