Tag: love
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Oneiric Irish
In half-forgotten dreams When my mind is cottoned by weed I am throttled worthy by a Hobbish queen’s curved dirk The Great Work of acquiring her mercy At all costs her mirth Her lifting attention drifts in unforecastably, in starts and fits And fitful bursts. My cursed person she illusions with purpose She commands all…
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Meeting but not
The poetry is not within the midden of the city In the middle of it, sitting, swill sifting for slim pittance. The poetry is in the pity The rhyme is the affair, but thinly filmed. The giving will. I dream in ropes, of gibbet hills. Of rent doublets, gibbous appendages Jealous husbands driven around the…
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A quiet word between gentlemen
When in Siamese proximity residing, much by necessity is implied And all requires prior design. At wan light time, whitewashed, swannish With haughty day’s honest fire quashed The first Boche-shell burst of uncurtained eternity; far Mars a fox hanged. Labourers dusty return hungry from thankless days parading oxgangs Maintaining mortarless gates, sustaining estate selvedges Surveying…
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He paints my backgrounds
She stares with loathing when I dare to say The direction in which I am going Eyes rolling my erection showing A collection of such asides I confide to my file I hide my portfolio in a hole outside For turning worms and Duncton’s holy moles to ogle At times it seems close to over…
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The death of Antinous
The retinues have filed out for the night With each subsequent wine, the whiny entitled Emperor chides His lover and mate for suggesting castration “So that further decay might be held at bay!” That higher registers he should maintain Until no brown remained in the Emperor’s mane, Gone the way of his eyes, the same…
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