Tag: imagination
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Caving
Hymns to Pan Hymns to lust Grasping sheets at satyr’s thrust Mad handed ecstasy of fumbling Dry Steppe, home to a horselord or haven to homeless Your love a great cave, soundless and immune to soundings, grave of groundlings Ground tending downwards, rifled rock like a golem’s throat The cave of your love is on…
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Sharp
Your love is like a needle Source of addiction and depredation, depraved about you Paved about you pathways to varieties of demises The miser Mike has become stranger Your love now something needful Essential affection, by conviction a conniver I will court and don your attentions Your abstention from me abhorrent, seedless like an old…
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Audience
Verse strips me, cajoles my naked limbs Bends, almost trips me, checks my hole for arms Checks my arm for holes; heroin entrances. Exits everywhere each more blissfully silencing Long and pointless poem ends with death, final phlegmonous breath agonised Reading my body’s banded runes as the book of the man If human eyes ere…
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Hedge Alchemist
Leadbetter his work shed shines with spilled metal, mercury splodges like micah grown bold Burnt back wall above cauldrons and ‘lembics, lamptonlike their flasks like gleaming foils, boils over some ensorcelling admix, panacea’s anathema greenstone of disease At ease among dense tomes, archaic terms, okay with terms he signs a devil’s lease this hovel horrid…
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Forward March
Toward entropy tending wilting flesh Senescence essentialised what’s fresh Decays before day’s end what’s left Chaffe, loam to begin again Bereft of feeling and want for feeling Gaining false power by apathy Shock of new pyramid, open palm theremounds time’s sands Standing still for no man, like a fire as it stands Rearing revolting, frank…
Alchemisland 