Tag: OC
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Liquids displacing
Pies all mine, lord of rhymes And this writing’s all time Writing all the time Ink like navy snail slime spiral climbing a schizophrenic ladder I’m clad in just a warm leatherette and your promise claddagh You can call me dadda, I’m a mad bad dangerous to know Dada artist Cracking and frying eggs on…
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Pizza after the play
Rise from greener like a Phoenix Performance tonight in the Helix Dad’s got a tape of the play, slán a rang a sé I wasn’t born in the eighties You were born to ape me, hand open almoner Slice haeped with bacon, oil from Naples Like a saint’s blood, every bite delightful It turns me…
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See me after class
See me if you want to busy dentists, have bigger lips and smaller eyes Look like you tussled with a beehive, ducked when you should have dived Could have died but you survived, who upstairs wants you alive? That desire I elide, tyres like Ezekiel skeeting Scheming in the glide, gat slide like an active…
Alchemisland 