Tag: OC
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Nights in the potter’s field
Come with storm like boredom Again visiting bottle’s bottom Sodom’s last surviving citizen, rest got singed I cavort with scornful forms in the halls of aborted life Hades how many graves In mirthless mournful surrounds, rat sounds More squeaking than ball courts. Take a lich road to the boneyard Smell of ammonia and charnel, harmful…
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Release party
I’m just out the county jail, there since ‘86 Drink was taken, eyes were vacant although ag féachaint Arrested naked under Halley’s Comet Seeing faeries dancing, Charles Bonnet syndrome Slathered in vomit, slammed down onto bonnet by officers Driven back to the station, cuffed and impatient in cups clubbed Drubbed with truncheons and towelled phonebooks…
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Lost and found
Once was lost, now am found I cut the branch, golden bough Find your Special Branch, the gun go blauwe I’m Chulainn’s hound cooling down after a spate of crimes I’m laying low in my home estate after an eight star chase. Back at the ranch, second tranche Second time in France, sign the contract…
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Wolf among you
Wolf in the Nikes with a peasant-frightening psyche Bars make you jump, cars scaring pheasants off the curb My mind strewn, rune-carved pages Another planet’s Book of Matthew Gaining dishonour extolling extracanonical apocryphal gospels Rarest codices available, ancient psalters from life’s cradle Cracked like magma-strifed gryke-ridden ash plains Below hellflame spilling volcanoes Eat a pan…
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