Tag: death
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Chatty Cathy II
I feel a rush, my famous rage I am the fiercest son of Pelias Face for radio, I got a telly mush Getting a big media push A Christmas book Nigella has me on making Christmas pud I know bud, I would have said you’re having me on Throw us that Throw that like a…
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Riverbank burial
Swift end to a thankless life Rank bonestrewn midden of the Blanka-like Avanc Without anger or undue disgust, I dismembered your flank I bury you in the soft fertile mud of the riverbank That which stinks overmuch, and cannot sink, I stuff in sacks Parts of your gouged back I distribute, feeding you to the…
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Babies
In family way after rolling in grass with a classy soldier from Galway Needled in a haystack, crack packed with man wax Wiping hay off each other’s backs, tells her he’s recalled to action Cleopatra and Marc Antony before Actium, affection in anguish Branding each other with elegant irons, defiant despite fate’s impliancy Tossing fresh…
Alchemisland 