Tag: occult
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How it feels to use your open veins to produce art, to no avail; read you the thoughts of the greatest failure
Reduced to blogging Was nightly sobbing about no one watching I was pouring every ounce of energy into poem creation And the ultimate result went further than agitation At a lack of any chance to make this lark my occupation Stasis no movement any what way My traducement worsened each day I would soon be…
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The tortured year-long minutes of a soldsoul sadsack poem scribbler
If you suck me I’ll take the ban away If you’re still wrecking head Keep away that span the document dictates Once they’ve had a taste they become deranged Monkey’s paw arranged it, how I got it? Listen I’m saying it shameless Bled at the tip of the sabre Wanted stuff so I got a…
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Saw John Dee in the mirror
Ceiling’s vaulted in the main gaff Got special bread like a celiac Blind like Cilla’s kind Serious at cooking been compared to Delia like Delia-lite with the cokeen and bakelite No such thing as a safe night Patrolling outside like the dark knight Once the moon ignites my droogs take flight The stuff our brooms…
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Modern necromancy is using hydra-teeth skeletons to sell cocaine outside shitty nightclubs
Got heads sans stalks Seeds potted, well watered Under hot lamps in my attic No dramatics but no extra white padding when it snowed last Before I go out get into the zone with a snowblast It’s fucking freezein tonight Where are we, Stary Oblast? Plenty laughs Got the talk that Remind you of a…
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The phlegmy migration of smoke-addicted geese
The clogged, cough-inducing chimneys Whose release stopped the migrating geese From going East Flock last seen in a backfield Smoking Bensons and necking Es On the block forcing locks Enforcement with dogs Hand signals, learned them at the lodge Learning hitting’s less important than learning to dodge Being dogged, survived being rocked Coming back without…
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