Tag: irish writer
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They fucked with my mind
DMT and DDT cocktail Showering in chemtrails I got roygbiv agents, dangerous rainbows Disgruntled GI, first blood Rambo Surrounded, I’ve got escape plan though Michael Dwyer fleeing like a mountain goat I leave my foe with open throat I ravish blood he once did host I am famished, my memories vanish I get dark, painful…
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Pissed up pagan
If you chance to take a glance over see a man whose not sober Not quite soulless but his prayers groaned go to silt-bellied Sobek Piss off a pagan you get your guts garlanded over a henge You’ll get wrecked with my neolithic vengeance, mediaeval weapons Know you pissed off a pagan When aches and…
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Garden Foxes
Early just this morning I woke from sleep to see A fox stole from my garden the skull of a sheep Perhaps to Hamlet over, returned it to their keep A trench-veined garden allotment up the street In April and May, all night they scream and screech With child or for a mate, the fox…
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How We Met
Tender as His Mercy Love can happen from Tinder On profiles we tender ourselves How can you expect affection when you won’t lend yourself to anyone a red second Wanted first, had second, third had no objection Never been an also ran, never had a second plan, self assured I’m iron man I’m not overcautious…
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Night Drive Neon Stained Skies
Key to things beyond my ken Obelisk tip is called Ben Ben It represents primordial land Song stage on which Atum stands. Drive what feels like ages Trees instead of walls still cages My life a thousand variations on beiges Need captain’s holiday on a Bejor lakeshore, no room on Risa Always expecting a downpour,…
Alchemisland 