Tag: poem
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Flyer Tour of Hell
I have drunk sacred ox blood and fasted long to cleanse toxins Three days spent encoffined so that cough-inducing atmosphere at fox-red origin of all poxes and toxins does not instantly rob me of life I blessed my knife and prayed never to draw it Impressed brands to my naked chest, mark forever etched there…
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Before I shower
Before I shower, lather myself up Slather bubbles upon flesh marbled, a model a marvel Before I shower you with praise, flatter you red-faced I went in for lemon soap in Sweny’s but they’d only lime And it cost most of a pound that’s the crime of robbery be daylight, be delighted if I’d that…
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The Lads Up Der In Heaven
Rabelais and James Joyce in tatters, non-stop screaming laughing Two kin hyenas ginsoaked keen for fine feeding using divinely given gifts to write fart jokes Gassed over hatter-mad scholars trying to find meaning in their words. Joyce had a fine voice, could have been a singer People scanread Ulysses then screed Reddit reviews highlighting the…
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Rites to Summon Dead Kings
A pugil of thyme twisted from the stem by a princess finger, scent lingers long after burning The cooling ashes churned, one mortal hand stirs the mortar which stirs the dirt perhaps to something immortal Portal to pineal reopening, shaking off of ivy on the less-used eye Lantern of Osiris grows outward from the brow,…
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What the Black Rite Entails
Rocks fisted into the sun at the universe’s fizzing out Planets spinning out of orbit like lubed snooker balls Great avian shrines cloistered in the noisome House of Amenti West of Kemet the domain of Tjemehu, later Libya Funeral shroud hued soils floo the black land of the Pharaohs Black rites enacted in the hidden…
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