Tag: National Poetry Month
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Midday Execution
I am to be hanged outside the Tholsel Judged drunk disorderly Last meal no lasagna Not a sausage sandwich Me thinker ordered lozenges No chance the rope spares the tonsils A royal pain in my asshole I have befriended the orderlies Sean, Neil and Sandra We speak twilight language Good hosts to good hostage No…
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Clubbing
Head spinning like a car ‘round bends I can’t feel like fifteen Nurofen On the door a mean old sort Take a skinny ass for sport My head goes back like a xenomorph Catapult neck then he hits the floor. I’ve had five E’s I’m trying to blink it out Got ID, pal? He tugs…
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Edge is a matter of perspective
Homemade world’s most dangerous roads episodes on my iphone Persecuted for my perfect elocution My eloquence brokers sudden assemblies They send for me when things need semblance made of My knack for elucidation of long darkdimmed mysteries marks me My squaxx is dek thargo, my ship is the Argo and every plank is new What…
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Healing Powers
A seventh son so his hand heals, he feels the wound a suture sealed Draws a wince, his princely manner becalms, he prescribes drams of homemix Gnomic diagnoses, remedies from his old index of herb lore, forgotten ologies and indeed forgotten maladies Powders to harden sleeping priapics, pricks with narcolepsy He is the necromancer over…
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Dealing With It My Way
How do you deal with loss How do you deal with your job Come get lost in the fog Dank ‘nades I do lob Tongue slobs out to siamese the skins Use my earphones to pack it back in Light it and smoke it I’m dangerous agin Ruin more mothers than gin Like a vampire…
Alchemisland 