Tag: imagery
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The Loot Of Jericho Has Been Devoted
He slumps like leaning in, some secret he’ll never tell Shot between the eyes, with weight he fell, will he won’t he William Tell. Caesar sees sounds, checking behind curtains believing Gauls will be found Volarian arts and volar holes, Vangarian guards and potem toles, vision’s sound. Box beneath my bed folded Babylonian garment Through…
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Titanomechanophilia
Down a trainless station waiting bacon tooled up Tonight’s big bust up, everything fussing, men fucked up to get brave Big cutters wired up to packs, serrated blades like fern fronds Gnashing teeth with Hope diamond strength, like a drip rapper eating you alive, Something to combat Their terrifying ferrousity, those iron brutes. Cadre of…
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Future is Thick
Cruel gangs bisect the turf Skinahans lot in the Beacon South Quarter Scartel everything between Aungier Street and the Liberty Stone Liberated from a Church Normandy named, sitting before boss’ throne A symbol to which fealty is offered Young lads swearing they have no skin in the game Cheffed up, found eyeless, no skin hung…
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Weeping at the Cenotaph, bitter as the cud
Looking out from the highest window Gaunt regiment of flayed trees girdling her lonely tower Purging stones, sins that cure, lonely dismal sinecure Sign it all away Walls her grandfather raised marked the barony Jericho’s opposite, high walls and many years since sounding trumpets Amidst the crowd yet apart from the whole, she haunts the…
Alchemisland 