Tag: fiction
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Revival Play
Rivers moling their way to Jules Vernes’ internal oceans Their frothed commotions roused by monsters like Komodos Bred with Kodos From outside our Cosmos The King wears purple to attend the Gala, his stall farther forward than others The King in Yellow will be performed, the King in Yellow is in attendance His visible attendants…
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Might Be Angels
Argument, half hearted political rant, usual spiel Anything to stopper the silence Men go to rocks without sirens Might be angels treat them decently any indigents with shoeless feet Cross the street to meet them, your charitable best foot forward, release From your grasp more coin than he asks, cast them not into his lap…
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When I was twenty
When I was twenty, plenty notions and mouthy Pouting when I’m scant potions Anything potable I’m mouthing Feeling shouty, my demons crawl out me A fiend freed is a fiend indeed Scouting for potential excitements I’m like Pharaoh in violence Ra’s scythe swung the trial ends Sobek drinks a red Nile You said yes but…
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Town Tonight?
Waiting for the last bus half midnight I stand like Custer Across the street Two Liffey Valley Queens The bright Nitelink lights illuminate two drunk pikeys, Pa and Mikey One feels sleighted, tempers ignited other passengers feel frightened Gliders in the night like skaters across a rink Angry forgotten time beams out of the observatory…
Alchemisland 