Tag: imagination
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Twisted king’s dream transcriber
That loud silence abounding where dead men reside, Whether struck down by cast pilum in prime, or past, Dead dropped in fields, on yawning pasture Dreaming of land deals. * Lunate etchings decorated the ex-patient’s stretched flesh, Eas’ly flens’d acquiescent skin, leathern and nesting legends. Scarab-back black, ashcatcher’s tongue, my backward sun. Bad batch’s worst…
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Wanting to fuck so bad that punching your own balls in the bath while thinking about your granny is the only way to curry favour with aloof Relief
Get it then it’s gone sure Barely leaves a smell, no dent No goodbye when I leave the tent Leave a fiver, best I ever spent Nox fire, black lines driveway White lines my nose’s inside White lines, ghosting up the A5 no lights Stealth mode, long drive’s what I need Alongside an ocean only…