Tag: fiction
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Full of hyperskunk, driving around Wicklow
Your lipsmacking is so unthreatening to the gang We didn’t even fetch weapons You’re like that one who keeps trying to make fetch happen You kept coming back, mangy cur with manky fur a bit too fetch-happy Lucky you because I’m not shy giving nippy pips full cups of blunderbuss Tough love find you under…
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Loot type blue
Magnetic pull Everything invisibly instinctively insensibly reaching toward the sun Treating everyone to a Hollywood Lunch because we came in underbudget Troupe indulge my hankering for a full round of White Russians Weed ground to dust like temples underfoot by the spurned pride of Maluks Marduk’s shrine thrice burned, his furnace eyes light up the altar…
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Or
Quitting strats and I can’t stick to them like the glue was bad Keep going back, 360 peram, grabbing cash stashes during rash fantasies Itchscratcher, at the hip my trusted blaster You’ve never seen dust disappear faster, engage thrusters Never wait for the change, don’t let shit get mangy or musty trust me I’m not…
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DUALITYHER
She says I’m mean when she’s clean, won’t see me No seat the table, I was the steamy presence at the feast Only the mediums present could sense me, but on gear She’s calling for meets freak amounts, overeager Did both sides, like eggs done over easy She sends me pictures of her midriff and…
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ASSECIAT
They buried me in a hole for two I prepared these routines to amuse you On the table, black back spoon my amuse-bouche I get my orders from a downtown photobooth A name, a place, a pair of new boots Just like that, like shot scared horses, on the move All trace I was there…
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