Tag: love
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Trysting and Resolved
Crying pistols at dawn down the dual carriageway Finger heavy with a jewel conferred marriageways Your strange ways vex me and these are strange days Blocks of sun-stealing flats where the bowler used to be Bowling for every birthday, arcade games when we’re sixteen Two quid pops at House of the Dead, to reload point…
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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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Spiders Dreams
My father made a pleasure dome in some mad Victorian fervour He began with plants and stones until it extended further and further Beyond crude palisades of hearty piled stones Near a pansy-shored meander, where a spider makes his home. ‘Tween mossy stone and cloudy bank in a web of gossamer spun This spider sits…
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Cutting An Avenue
Love’s impossible gauntlet The Duke is sick from gimlets In bed he slumps a gauntling Around him a nightgaunt’s fret Another will not allow such play as he let The man he drank to run weighed down like a guitar fret He stayed in one room of his house as if the rest was haunted…
Alchemisland 