Tag: fiction
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A quiet word between gentlemen
When in Siamese proximity residing, much by necessity is implied And all requires prior design. At wan light time, whitewashed, swannish With haughty day’s honest fire quashed The first Boche-shell burst of uncurtained eternity; far Mars a fox hanged. Labourers dusty return hungry from thankless days parading oxgangs Maintaining mortarless gates, sustaining estate selvedges Surveying…
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A prayer to Apollo for help
Limn I like a land-liking siren, to the prince of deceit, who lies Sweetly. The opium of his perjury leeched their turgid souls. Hymns to He whose scrying circles Circumscribed jacinth be ivory Which exert in crying at absurd mortal triumph And oddly preserve observed light Shine frighteningly, like trialled witches deemed guilty of posterior…
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The hateful sun’s tongueblistering hymns
To taste the SunSon, I sucked vinegar and blood from the sponge A cackling Roman forced the wincing Christ to suck for succour. Older than the bog’s butter the names I must mutter Dark splutters which muster summonable others. When She sings, however shrilly, leathery wings begin to flutter In some divorced and gushing void…
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When the boat comes in
Wispy clouds Stetsoned and made alleged Sol’s weathermaking head. The Waker’s air raid alarm was slapped quiet like a mid-century stepson. Many hair-raising trials had he endured, emerging uncured of weakness But to strife inured, shorn of shyness and driven to speak up, to seek; Dad always said life’s bread’s one foot afore th’next, unto…
Alchemisland 