Tag: fantasy
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Border
He has a combover and a lollipop lady stopping hand Do not come over anymore, to this our beautiful land He knows the Other to be Ham, himself to be Shem A sham missive, wedding dress with ruby hem where she knelt in her lover’s ichor Drank what his eye saw, frieze of yestermurder impressed…
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Sins of the Flesh
I think of my best clothes and they are on Inside my black jacket lining red as scarlet-snouted Anacreon Alacrity enhances your acceptance of invitation Your smile written citation I slink naked, clock my best clothes and they are off Upon the floor, finery’s trapdoor Stoking old loves angry spurned ghosts, host hating rewinding old…
Alchemisland 