Tag: love
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Dirty light
Of an evening I apply an even Oven heat To a blunt head and breathe. Her cunt measured to propulse my cream Whatever method as long as it’s unclean What of me ever seethes Concedes to green’s release. Reprieve, repeat Instead of being like a toddler teething I can see further than my ceiling. Spreading…
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Cripplenurture
She has a shotgun plushness Which I am pushed to suffer All succour’s greasy lushness Earthmother’s dirtsmothered cousin. Emulsive Her blood-crusted fastness. My propulsive blood Phantom-peopled. A love like a rack. The steeple of her rancid blood My thudding love sheep dips; her sweet’s fleetness I long to make repeat. It’s like someone made you…
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Ode to you
Tonsil tennis with a ten on ten who can work a pen I was in a pen called independence I was innocent, per every sentence But sin’s scent incense heavy incest redolent The brevity of her readiness astounds The mood lifts as soon as it comes down I am aroused She goes down like a…
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Stoneiric
Spliff’s a wit pilferer But in the end Wit’s a lead silverer; Gold foil a pleb Calling King Warbeck Perkin Does not a king empurple; It is more than jerkin and assertiveness makes a lord. Eyes red as a sharkattack patch, or post-wristslap which veins inhabit I am whisked back to every ungallant attack I…
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Starcarrier’s sad fragment
At rest My bones Innermost piping. At best My poems Middlemost climb Bedpost high only One eye alone descries Their broke fiddler tone. A finger stoneless What lingers of that no’d proposal. Somewhere voice-bare no one else goes there Fiery quiet, fair and admirably foliate Light roseate. Enfolding irises eye holding Yellow as Carcosa’s minaret’s…
Alchemisland 