Tag: gene wolfe
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Hand of the Autarch
Flower of many petals peeled by my hand I remove books from church canons With gauntleted hands I carve glyphs drawing rifts between planets I have ridden strange axes through black places At collapsing dwarves oversaw phasing deaths of galaxies like galleys vast-masted reduced to flotsam by fantasy weapons.
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Citadel of the Autarch
Up in the northern reaches Breaches in the mountains Through which Ascian armies file Alien crafts patrol the skies, without disguise.
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MIKEOFTHENEWSUN
You’re playing demon souls I’m fulfilling demon’s goals My dwelling is derelict, a fixer upper Perhaps fitting for the Lictor Me and Dorcas are a couple A corpse is my lover Fuligin is my cover Bees around clover Ants around butter Flies around shit People around Smother.
Alchemisland 