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Black 47 47 47 47
The strained fabric keeping society chained started to undo The most lasting work of the first and final Artist fades then splits, unglued The printed page wilts, then decays. What does fun do that force couldn’t? Old and awkward cousins, estranged decades but mates in the manger The squawking crows recognised something was coming, fled…
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Late night goodbye to everything
Like Sagan, saying I got billions and billions Stars in the building Like Reagan, making pagans think I might just send payloads their way As a first instinct Without due provocation At the end of that fateful day, the operator was at the back gate When the call came I was high on the cocaine…
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Addicted to the spicy spliceshine of my false glories
She’s got the indoors outdoors I’m going in through the out door Like that leaden Zepp’s eighth mooring Were hungry so ate, sate horny all morning, 12-8 She has to work today, leaves me waiting like flight delays no airborning No shouting only airhorning Only the boring get bored, courting glory Falling on my own…
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He made for a good heel is the best I can hope for
Arguing with yourself Inhabiting your foe’s skin to scathe yourself Then recarapacing to your own flesh cell Just to be reenraged afresh I’ll scrap anyone Waiting for something, anything, to come into range, half a finger An ankle A sniper’s patience, an Olympian’s angle The boltcutter-divided anklet hanging Off my leg, a child clasping the…
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Emerald Isle Ephemer AI’m
In Black Puddle city, where Stout rules Fire’s there It’s about fuel Used lighter fluid; you can smell the fumes Fuck the stress of booking a room Just suck it, maybe sex, then spit in the bucket, take your ducats and exit through The door you entered, nothing subtle what it is, like them supple…
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