Tag: love
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Thornpull thornful (A lion’s approval)
In a craven cave that caiman Romans will soon know I am removing a rose’s disapproval from a lion’s toe. An ailing lion whose able feet are thorn-reaved My hands pull it clean I heal every weeping beast and bleeding heel I see If I cannot be a writer which spiteful time might keep I…
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Homemade ogre mask
Every sense mine excited Sentbydivine scentlines Will guide my neon-heightened Triumph’s nigh on silent march through Irish Zion. Pirate-scion my corrupted blood a must-hunt lion. Around the shadow-marched marshine back Of a formidable Hawksmoor church Nazarene-lacking, bricked black I rip an apple bong of sapping, pongy exhaust before heading back inside I can lack a…
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Starry Baroness
When star-mottled night descends like a child robbing Shrike, When senses tighten tyrant’s purselike Wetting vellum, the Inspirant’s burst dyke After an hour’s imbibing The inviting vessel relayed forth and back like an old relation’s Bible Until our bottled lightning reached its salival final gulp Mimed having had enough before demanding her cup filled A…
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Increasingly elaborate methods of snatching enamoureds
Songs pregnant with harmful advice Preached the old mailboxed puppy methods of courting a wife. While using nailscissors to cut her name into that day’s fortieth Iris, I decided not to subscribe anymore to such wiles. Resorting Instead to that which so-testing time tested and found well measured So my results will attest; Her fishnetted…
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Bottling an ineffable
By sheepish weir she appears with ireing fleetness I know in my bones, in my toes, in my throes, I am that hireling she seeks. From the parapet of a threatened nest, the sharkfin impression of a beak Seeks out from wattled thorn and hay and down, to speak confoundingly Of lovers sworn to smothering…
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