Tag: ireland
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Only Heard There
Just found out about David Lynch Trying to save but keep dipping in Then nipping out to acquire bits Mrs Maguire from number 66 doesn’t mind minding the kids For a bit; “in a bit”; “have ya got a bit?” He pulls into the sandpits as asked, 06 reg from Tipp, Opal Astra Once the…
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Sunworn Mothervisions
Mare nostrum, I seek visions of Mary trueblue in and under the sun Her son the wondermaker, her untouched, ne’er undone By base rutting cunning, the innkeeper wanted money But his disposition was about as sunny As wintery Ballymun, rain-sullied and muddy Sundered by a vast drug underworld It pulls you in, promising you the…
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Finally
We’re back at hers and I’m like finally Watching orgasm climb her spine In and out, in and out, riding is tidal We’re not high enough, take tide pods Black as pitch, out walking around the pitch with all the wicked witches From my eyrie roof, roads resemble stitches Do you want a bit? Just…
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Blunt to myself
Blunt to my friends Alone in my cell With a blunt to myself And a bit to sell I’m bitter to the cells Cold, whether kelvin or celsius Hard headed, surrounded by asbestos All my besties gone, only their respective spectres this November Hard-handed, like I wore a cestus Woof tastes proper, teases what my…
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Sound effects when I walk
Cracking: knees, limbs, joints, fingers, hips. On account of my crepitus, currently sounding like a crypt walker When I creep up holding this; Sound like falling detritus When I leave and it won’t be immediately, You will hear my bones pealing as I peel myself, Raising swears and eyes to the ceiling. Moving griefful, shuffling…
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