Tag: gothic
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Druidic Practices
Fear war’s coarse, hoarse horn sound Fear bay horses plough bolting, proud untamed Glaiving hoarfrost underhoof trine encrusted mirrorfront Roof of the world insipid, limpid, thatch of moving hearse. Lethe lymphing past, limping bordered pawns swapping last place for first Cursed with life A beckoning finger Lingering living scent after death Postprandial letter-writing Block’s untimely…
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The Lost Books of Cairo
Conspiring beauty enlivens the o’er admiring, who can blamed be Oars untiring carry troopful triremes from Athens out beyond Tyrens Light of wifely eloping, political hopefuls lend armies’ opals to doomed cause Alliances swiftly made are like to stray, unlike those well founded, which firmly stay Time which tests Never be impressed at breast-stirred feeling…
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Times
Nuke’s top 5 nights Frightening sights as delight grim idols idling in ice cases In deep crevasses left by the recession of Hyperborean ages Awaiting lightless days Hounds bay at day’s drowning Alluring, abusive night climbs like a spider sky to horizon spine On my desk, before the window, a single candle burns Pervading darkness…
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Flyer Tour of Hell
I have drunk sacred ox blood and fasted long to cleanse toxins Three days spent encoffined so that cough-inducing atmosphere at fox-red origin of all poxes and toxins does not instantly rob me of life I blessed my knife and prayed never to draw it Impressed brands to my naked chest, mark forever etched there…
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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…
Alchemisland 