Tag: poems
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Deep Assignments Run Through All Our Lives
Old Troy of the DMP Old Troy a ruin, a heap Middens where stood temples, among motionless flagless priapic poles Ropes pulled down the stone sword of Aries Broken on the broken flags A millennium of shards Stone flood spreading outward across the floor Across the world a milipedinous avatar of concrete twists itself Bookbinder…
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Black Rite
Pharaoh had a brother, twin to the root Two of them there doted on Only one head fits the crown Two side by side indistinguishable Undecipherable as an hieroglyph Equal beloved, taught noble ways and bred for rule Memphian atrocities a black rite A ceremony unbecoming Becoming Pharaoh Child made catamite, how to destroy angels…
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Mapless Codex
Howling crotals Mithraic exsanguination Extravasations of essential claret Screaming whistles Whistling slings pregnant with brow destined stones Fragments describing lost texts Imaginal codices Immense tracts containing nothing Digression within digression within digression Death As a prelude to Birth Intestines sweating in the fire Altar black from use
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Janky Turbot
Numbing smoke hits me Serpent stunned Fusilli smoke Winding around a forked stick Shivering divining rod House of water John Clare’s pencil broken Shipwreck life’s esteems Wax seals Sealed ears Bound captains Driven mad by boundaries Inescapable mazes Stick to the left side wall Left hand tracing it pathfinder Unfurling a ball of red string …
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It Smells Like Burning Templars In Here
When I walk past it’s O face, salt bae How you feel about me: a salt bay April is Aries gearing up to Assault May. You’re salty saline Temple at prod crumble like praline Flood of God swerved it, salt sieve like baleen. Lighting up the sky it’s divine I’m like an invasion of aliens…
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The Beginning
A citadel concealed by clouds Nimbus caul around Olympus A covering worn like a shroud Through bores a sage caught glimpses. Dark buffeting solar winds Void, matte black then time begins Gardens which will host many sins Are yet seeds, strands that Norns will tend. Seas with witch hat sharkfins in Down below and dark…
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7 7 7
I’m in a grid of spheres, it’s odd, 777 added totals the tiersThe lightning fork the branches veer toward Yesod from Hod; Mortal to GodTower in the fog: laid out on cold stone the tat of old croneSplayed out her bold bones the twats I’ve old known and outgrown like kid’s bones.Charms spun on bone…
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When I walk past it’s O face, salt bae How you feel about me: a salt bay April is Aries gearing up to Assault May. You’re salty saline Temple at prod crumble like praline. Flood of God swerved it, salt sieve like baleen. Lighting up the sky it’s divine I’m like an invasion of aliens,…