Tag: fiction
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Century’s injurious end
With the climate unstable Impatient seasons do not stay long Or delay overlong Until humid, drooping crops rot Without fixity, fluxing winter lasts a half year. During feared summer Acid rains quicklime once-sylvan demesnes Jettisoned for grim, austere tenements Through cracks in a haunted stairwell Farsighted kids stare out, that perilous without None save death-doubting…
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Soul Sucking Doll
Bought an evil doll She feigned to borrow Then stole a soul Swallowed whole Black hole maw gnawing On one’s immortal spirit. Muse, tell through me the facepaling tale of the living fetish Fetch me apt words I might out wretched scripts ripped from the crypt-heart of hell where cryptarchs rest for chiliarches awaiting the…
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Worse Horrors
Sights I’ve seen make heroes incontinent When jungleshift occurs, will you still be so confident? When the very trees you marked with X’s are gone, sent By vengeful nature to weave and lead your missteps Will you call yourself the apex when you see the henges Raised up here, where ditches to stygian ends blend…
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Pilgrims Walking IX
He looks at me for the first time without armour I plug his waterfalling wounds, as it were my dharma Hand grips my forearm hard and plain alarm Etched across his paling countenance, harm Done to one is done to all, done to self, a charm Bracelet of jangling apotropaics You won’t ever have that…
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Pilgrims Walking VIII
His fast-beating heart so often in his mouth Slows like lust at hundred’s half He bleeds like a stuck calf Soon his white shirt is plastered To him pink and diaphanous Like old revenge cast in alabaster His eyes wells, the spells he won’t cast The worlds he will never master Forbidden from this ever…
Alchemisland 