Tag: fiction
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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…
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Please let me get my jacket
C’mon man, come out and talk to me I’m out like someone who got caught At Montauk, freezing sea breeze raw to the bald or bearded As is salt to the sawn defeated. Dog stars, faun hymns, recurrent threes, vault trips Mothman sightings every evening Calls back from across the rift Impractically strong bift. Single…
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Her vagina was the saga-secreting wound in the back of a dying Valkyrie
Darker and dark those arts I practiced More brutal whips were cracked Until her latticed flank resembled the Nazarene’s back And still she came back She came and came and came, and drank All that came Lank days, greased straight In that post-beef languor Full sex no hang ups Had to leave sorry notes up…
Alchemisland 