Tag: poet
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Make me a dress of nature
I need something spun with leaves I need a green dress for the evening Something freeing I need a keen wrist seamstress to weave this glas dress Do justice to these descriptors I might wear a glassen slipper I’m hoping to get off with a prince, pass and own a dutchy Looking to make past…
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Bad banana
Produce my banana from the bag It’s going bad, skin’s bistered Yellow as the fire on you I wouldn’t piss out If there’s a practical joke I never miss out Mischance’s prince, Stillorgan’s disorder Lord of local misrule, east coast exhorder Too soft to shove up my ass Over my shoulder cast, passing back It…
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Play Chasing
Fuck clout I’m cloud chasing Blazing tendrils mind erasing My wisps willed eclipse thinking My willow wand a thunderstick Hit the pipe like an Indian Smoking cheesy until ancestors peeping No tomorrow, just one day repeating Zooting all evening, mind slowly booting Creeping up the teepee Visions of Injuns weeping Nosferatu Joe Hill Whip parked…
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Music in the car
Used toilet Your gene’s origin I’m in Eugene, Oregon seeking Bigfoot Half three On road, like bits of James Dean Spotify’s hidden needle shuffles the deck Hand an Internet-only gypsy, digi nomad Took out the tape deck for this dreck Tangerine Dream at Coventry Cathedral Hit next, hear that bass lick like a Clfif Burton…
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