Tag: poem
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A busy scholar full of time and curious bother Happened across my mossy hovel one morrow Right nasty and gross, rotlogged. Better works blazed below size eight typefaces Which only he, fox-graced, could trace. Great care changing and rearranging Yet caught despite.
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I mugged God in a refuse-clogged laneway one rainy day. Imitation’s face always pale The impossible mimicking of my unwritten fragment Found nowhere else, yet there in chalk upon the flags, Walked over unread then washed away when it lashes. In our pale-pigmented canon Imitation as rape flattery.
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Impassive remainder
My roaming eye consuming all it descries Forming Roman times from desk debris Paper piles become temple sides High steps swept with birdblood in turbulent, ergot-coloured times. The neck-wrangling crook of my involuntary sigh Wrenches me from astral visions of a returning triumph Parading lowered chiefs and treasure piles The sheafs of the chief’s fasces…
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Hack writer
Hacking up cupsful of unguentish gunk tonight This Irish hack’s elbow-backed sleeves Heavy with influence and nasal greenings. The unworthy student’s tutor’s seedy leavings are eaten. Tho’ amply penned with fleeting litres of eager ink Lasting sentence eludes, Whilst unworthy greeting card truisms provide o’er-effusive. Inanimate tractless golems these poems of mine, Unmine that stolen…
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It is right and proper that bards propitiate with honours horned Marduk
Smashed like jars all the statues of Marduk in the artisan’s parlour To prove lifeless the things known lifeless Christian wisdom a nailed fist, a braille-framed knife. Breambelly skies, The tribes of Babylon screaming at their demon seeder’s defilement; His oft-visited visage, of cedar height, is cere, cruel and mighty And visits upon all thieves…
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