Tag: drugs
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Cusp rider
What I’m about to do Blue as Marge’s do. Glued to my exhaust chute, Polluted on Grey Goose and Fanta Exotic on the rocks With creme de cacao chocolate chasers, I call the mix the Scrooge Shocker. Spot-marking X formed by pollution from passing planes, sky pale blue, Exhausted recluse walking Stillorgan to Syracuse in…
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Digging a vault
More Irish than Ronan Keating More dust than Roman Peace, pax Compress and compact, lossless like Flac Fuck the pact, sacrifice the rat Tied down to train tracks on a black, rainy night More blazing, bigger complaints More high, more wheezing More why, more reasons More eyes than Lovecraft’s demons Inside the scalene, plotting and…
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LAPS LAPS LAPS
Running around my garden in my Adidas tracks Oxygen embargo, getting back what breath I lack Myocarditis from the first and second vax Coughing up coffin dust, shrek soup in the jacks Oily hair spiked up using blue dax wax Sleeves fully down to hide the tire tracks I’m fucking tired but I do the…
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Orgasm as miracle condiment
My woman’s pre-Flood tall; seems, seen standing, on stilts To reach that flooded coochie leap like a salmon Pussy so tight night before exams, cramming No marmalade here, this cock I’m jamming but not as Marley sang it Jacob Marlay clanging clanking, that much in the bank. Vault’s unsealable. Revealed solely to me, full moon…
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Buyer’s Market (confessions of a sphincter taster)
Noise is startling Tell a leng tart don’t worry darling Engine garbled Auto theft, no carpool Stolen like the Elgin Marbles She’s got a mouth could fit eleven marbles At which I marvel Million quid contract, Matt Cardle Went from a start up To established market Engine spark it Driving the borderlands, killing Varkids Big…
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