Tag: fate
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Ashes in my coward mouth
A coward gets his fate Choice is for the brave I am abating light, waning away Eyes painted like Michaelmas Daisies Boredom will derange me Fate’s whims do arrange me Attritive routine acidic change me Berate me, lame angel ineffective Dullness will encase me With scant use, ivy-effaced A dying tree demands still dignity. Commanding…
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Counting wounds
Brute unsutured Blood gushing Wound soon sewn shut Cards of mystical import strewn bedside trestle In my tarot’s taking, fate’s slung arrows slewing.
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Afterlife
As I lay in my bed Watching trees sway Sweeping thought away At cogency’s cusp Images of rare potency Quare exothiques, phantasy I wonder about the grave Which awaits the made On their way to be created Great Mason, increate Wicked, wise, hidden, limnal Many will slake from the Lethe Not in my case Weaving…
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Taking Under Advisement
Small, red-fleshed man sits Napoleon’s shoulder; destiny’s official Deigned command an Emperor, his missives success of missions, Ignore red man red fate endure, corpse of imminent boon grizzily hatcheted Russian factions lined like Risk troops, dice and action and warm jacketed. Breakfast chamber his tricorn tipped low, watery mush to the tip of the bowl…
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