Tag: poem
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Scoops
Remembering pleasure during abstention To torture beyond weakness my meek mettle. At the planted feet of a sleet-phantomed unlevel peak Called obliquely Escher’s Defeat I measure out forever grief In coffee beans And clevered ennui.
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Broken gargoyles
The unholy home of Lot levelled Its demoned temples malevolent scree. Coughs ebon My lungs. My drummond leaksprung ekes to ebbing Weeks left at best Each breath extension.
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Some ungodly, should-be-upshuttered hour Found me shuffling like a gout sufferer through town’s tenements Abuse blue clouds confused Apollo’s endowments Her musical voice sharp pointed as a weapon Only more pleasant; a dirk velvet-curtained A curt muse. An enthused muezzin Is she An answered prayer Or a call to prayer?
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RING SELECTION
No initiate symbols or handshake ringpulls Far from how you were raised, that finery. They want me confined, simple Slight light as from a dying Kindle at night Sliced her sleep-fighting face magpie pied. Gabber on at piping-hot-mouthed gatling gun speeds Rat on me I’ll stab you deep Fratlike need, I’m flatlining bags of speed…
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Knights and the weight of friendship
Sleet cold smile Discerned behind His ornate helm of iron Narrowly-visored frontispiece Bearing a rook’s beak in crooked steel A rounded pate inlaid with fascinating lines Mythical scenes from canons yet-unseen. He Whose comet is not yet come around Does not abound in comrades.