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Quayside musings
A portly pillar of spilled teeth moonlight ensorcelled the crane-tattooed water Overhead, impossible butter light from brotherless stars snuffed out in antient time Without as much as a snarl, yet every night they are restarted from death Love and oblivion twinned in the wind-worn idol of Astarte In the lane abutting, cardboard alight in a…
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Inducing a mood
Extinguish the guiding lights All sense of the divine, and of science Revert to ruder times Imbue your savage lines with a primal jaggedness, and worrying ice Write by night using the right’s wicked companion Until the desk wax slick, the wick low Ride by night across Wicklow Darkness thick and sticky, never slow Write…
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No Room
You are the only one who compels me to get out of me The gouty skin and me as flimsy mind Separate like parts of a doomed flight But for the chewtime of one meal Your chewtoy me Left on the cold floor when due times are deux chimed You can only be a new…
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Vampress
I. Strong, vain men I can silence with one withering look No truck me with jamb-hung onions and planks depicting suffering Jesus In the damp, cloying darkness of a moon-bathed dungeon Forth crawls She dry-mouthed, affixed on destruction Spiderlike she climbs ceiling-height Spite-exuding she weaves false light illusions in childrens’ rooms She is the whisperer…
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Prisoner of chest and skull
Hours before the wormgetting lot hark to cockrow Or the charge of the larks, early starters darkening the sky One but phone reads real feel minus five, way too early for a fire Divining ways to warmer places, can I somehow make ink sing itself silver Darkened chambers inside writing in an icy room, pallid…
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