Tag: imagination
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Séance 1930
Eager come the recent dead Still naive enough to covet warmth Hearing the living, I am living and this nightmare can end The harsh, stout corpselight; the dead mothing in. Blowing on ashes Bottled nothingness, the nothing is lured into the nothing The mind at war with the mind which is not the mind From…
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Dark America
Vast complex of American misadventure Stairwell lined with tall portraits Depicting naked terrorists reposed like ill-used catamites Forming uncomfortable pyramids of their flesh Two quid flash of disposable camera post-torture Pyramid walls bloody with mishandling. Wars, rumours thereof A desert stormed is a desert reformed Boots recycling dunes, new kingdoms rising The wake of old…
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Winter Ball
Got three eyes that’s two plus súil eile, Stella Maris diamond of Neptune’s mapsworth without a fellaMy foot notes your foot’s arrival, stepping in lightly you’re a pugilist with huge lipsYour outpushed hips strain the spinal zip, whose top split like a tent ripMy foot’s notes when we spin at touch’s end almost, then reeled…
Alchemisland 