Tag: depression
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Prostration’s cessation
Centuries of endless boredom end Stirring suddenly, repulsing dust I must I must I must I must At first my fussing mind tells me I am tired It mires me in anxieties, like manacles feet unfreeing Sprites spiteful away from me I thee banish, I thee vanquish They without bodies cannot vanish But for a…
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Regarding my own works
Delving where I would not typically Bringing back the void lyrically From my black, seething wellspring Whence springs me, knowing me thence Thing unclean, unfit receiving hippocrene My unpublished books unfit even for charity shop shelves Beside Stieg Larsson, Stephen King, Stephanie Meyer and George Martin Present in every Concern and Vincent De Paul from…
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Poking dead dreams with a stick
I would be adoration’s target I dreamt of being a star In any field Now the very inkling sickens quickly More quickly than I sink to this quicksand that is life Nothing seems to stick, though I have applied adhesives thick, slicking My wick unredeemable grows diminutive indeed Godspeed I say myself, nobody else willing…
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When I die
What is seeded accedes to another Interned unseen beneath a cedar Like a seed in cerecloth Take me far from evil and bury me I have in the loam grim merriment Let burrowing worms enter me in the great below Making citadels of useless bone, I am a thing stown Pick a place without stone…
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Trials, Tribulations, Trillions of Miles Yet
I’m a blind man and until Jason’s argonauts cast nets was highted mad saying, “Harpies stole my bread.” Red as yesterday’s paper, red as toothclaw Red as a cutter’s right-hand knifehand kinch the knifeblade dismayed mulling over rough beast Yeats’ Buck Bethlehem Mulligan’s word beastly Red as raptor’s bloodstained dewclaws Red as Somme soil, red…
Alchemisland 