Tag: occult
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Growing the additional eyelids required to enter the Red City
At night, my narrowed mind pilum flights far from the ward Toward some blissless, harrowing land full of listless history Strange manner, odder banner Blinding wind and blistering sand Fissures hissing, a scorpion’s vicious arrow stinger never missing Shadowless as prissy-making unsunned climes yet all the while An ever-prodding sun’s formative rod rots beginners before…
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Hasty burial
Ground too hard or too proud to glaive He explained gravely, plus or minus some words the Lord forgave. The baleeny veins of his Bernini handback drained his flooded brow A mighty thirst was prompt obeyed, he knocked back his amount. He didn’t whorify his unglorifying ways on our account. The horror of his blotched,…
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The hateful sun’s tongueblistering hymns
To taste the SunSon, I sucked vinegar and blood from the sponge A cackling Roman forced the wincing Christ to suck for succour. Older than the bog’s butter the names I must mutter Dark splutters which muster summonable others. When She sings, however shrilly, leathery wings begin to flutter In some divorced and gushing void…
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Thin places
My foetid mind Sprouts to impotent life Like a dying lighter’s coaxed light Smoked so much kush I’m left a shell impression, a ghost ship. Behind my eyes, the killing potion of my emotionless ghost light. The post-light of goat worship managed my backslide.
Alchemisland 