Tag: poet
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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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Colourmix
Lacing papers, taming agent’s taper flamed, inhale the vapours Go through the day with my nail file I am facing a strife-stabbed life of breaking iron Closing maidens nail-lined Laden silence, nail biting Languid sloth paces I find grinding Snail like, pervasive maiden quiet Bitten too many times; when a hand extends I shy from…
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Eggs
I always said I’d have kids With the right person Of course One receives No such certainties All good things Are leased Are courtesies Something in me surfaces when I see her My brushed desire cedar height from seed at her teasing sea’s seething Other ways await By my fleeting cursive; by the lancet sharp…
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Time slows when a bottle’s dropped
Silence breaks silencingly like a dropped Bollinger bottle Screaming, throttling the shoulders of one stubborn old goat The old Full Throttle me is past prime Now I am a ghost who rhymes. Smashed wine end to silence Let us return to that fate-forced moment Which for many a worry-fraught sojourn have I feared, lost in…
Alchemisland 