Tag: poet
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Tarot reading
Rood-shaped like a pugilist wingspan conveying The shade of a sword handle; glaive planted like a plant of the grave. The haziness of early day rapidly supplanted by grey, slapping rain Which slantedly aimed seems pointedly animated. Biting night gnaws animaline my unsightly binding chord, Bores the jewel-floored chalice. A queen by manner and habit,…
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June 9th 2026
Hearts bard-carved, spark starved Waiting impatient for starful starts Wading creation for heart-pull arts. My blazeous weed’s gaseously trapezing Arm reaches rafters more graciously these efficacious evenings; Your tree-seeding fingers spiff-gripping where it closest tapers. Tell from how this hotel’s ell-measuring elms of casement-entering light Caper around glyphs we drew upon our cliffs, carapace paper,…
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Torch circuit for souls
Always an addictive admix tincture scans thin to its needled needer. Tomorrow’s half fixity needily stalks what I am half picturing. Neither Deceiver nor too-credulous believer be. Levered threes. I cannot leave her be. My weed is full of seeds and frog dyed. Fox-slight frock-tight moon talks too tidily, leans into me Orions chews me;…
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FEVERED
Licked pores, bud lessening Six tours, would become veteran Shortly after commencing my lessons My erection commensurate with her mention Big pours, cup testing Breasting waves my pinions splayed; done nesting. My eyes are Leicester red, like animal testing At her breasts I fell and fed Neck made for waltzing Not for backturning whilst walking…
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Arranging my papers
My small, dainty writing table Knee-height to one five eight. Facade consistent of flaking paint Pained wrist impressions, coffee stains Fingerprint smudges as one finds writ upon the panes of a caged gazer. Adopting strains with ridiculous names to see whether I can coax this Hopeless brain to produce more than stick figures. Out, coatless…
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