Tag: imagination
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Making up
She sits on a wrinkled stool afront a scratched mirror, stirring admix Lather to visage affixes Wetting bristles circling China soapdish Blue and white spilled ink Irish sky miniature pictures of oriental temples, where stricture-bound monks, enrolled since infancy by orphandom, live structured lives away from potential criminal elements, awaiting happy endings, lending alms and…
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Leaving
Wan most at night Veins with desire alive Leaves skittering along treacherous muck-beaded cobbles Hob knees nobbly having shoved hoofs into boots shelters in a shop front, even he shocked, who saw the Lord’s fist knock his host from holiness Boreal sword cleaves Battered windvains stirred midnight life Watching through spitspattered windowpanes above a gaslit…
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Ayindreaming Death
Late night, Satan’s time Larks latent, awaiting dawnsaying Creatures cosy in lairs Tossing turning, placeless noises weeping vixen Faceless, hinted vision opened window Chair scraping like chary stray kitten across kitchen floor when no one else is in, summoning nodules along my skin. Settling down Weeded of glamours, freed havocs Hammers falling on sky as…
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Systemising
After lashing down half my package to stop or cause my panic attacks Hash blockage in my blue bong and braincase, lung uphacking Ong’s Hat starts to make sense I’m like an easily tricked Facebook dad Hear me talking, you would think me a published author with a global audience When I couldn’t claw my…
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Art Urian
Before toilet-named Merlin averted Irish stone to Avebury Before Arthur wielded king blade a lake lady had given him He owned favour, loud céilí at Camelot Suffering also, even at breast, fakery and deception Arthur’s Lady Guinevere, fairest ere of Albion Heir to a holy holly king’s love, eloped with Launcelot In shaded glades graced…