Tag: poet
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Choosy eater
In a word pickyeater Eat a random bird’s dirtbox But need my apples peeled Once smashed liqueurs drank the contents like a shot Once drank most of a bottle of Jäger from an ash tray But hesitate trying shrimp, because it has a face And shape I find repulsively unappealing Like a wriggling worm. Choosy…
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Fiscal Dracula fisting my bank balance
Cleaning out my bank account Like I’m being mind controlled By pecuniary count dracula Warlord of Wallachia short a few dollars Saw coffers bottom and coughed up a lure Abjuring sense penning my pin at the ATM Selecting withdrawal extracting maximum Fuck the taxman, fear no axeman Love thy batsman, some of my maxims He…
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Drug abusing poetic muse amuser
I am but a sound Handless foreknowledge thing yet formed Wheel of my wants by me neither turned nor designed Wheel of mind greased by green, smiling hearing grinders Grinding teeth never dreaming, foregoing life and self-esteem Forgetting deeds, good or bad Weeping for forgetting only; weed steals From me what is me, quintessence. Inventing…
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Light and hopelessness
Every breath wrestles phlegm before exiting Having sword not will therewith to swing Falling to lesser enemies, head full of magic beans Dreaming beanstalks and Jack-stalking giants Giants who smell Englishmen welcome in the IRA With mad dogs and Anglo-Saxons in the sun’s final hours Rays unafraid despite day’s shortening, brighter therefore in spite Pale…
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Raiding in blue
Caked, tugged at, sucked back, slowgoing, wading Lost Tommies shelldefeaned leadpregnant Advancing slowly whilst grenaded Man insane to go against machines Without officer’s baton and ironed strides. Imagining ranks of young Frenchmen Artists and teachers, future lynchpins Of society and pillars, perhaps, some Sons prodigal, the rum-dumbed But none death deserving None so numb to…
Alchemisland 