Tag: poet
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Emerald Isle, sending weedsmoke skyward as signal
Let me shock you I’m at it daily Nettle knocked, see my collection of non-dock leaves They’re green and illegal, they’re from overseas Greener than faraway pastures Greener than Patrick converting acid heathens with shamrock tricks Having given Crom Cruach an asskicking After he was taken away He slaved at the mountain Slemish in County…
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When I die
What is seeded accedes to another Interned unseen beneath a cedar Like a seed in cerecloth Take me far from evil and bury me I have in the loam grim merriment Let burrowing worms enter me in the great below Making citadels of useless bone, I am a thing stown Pick a place without stone…
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Incapable star
Axesed stars constellated elevated thronging Moving constantly, but only in their way Upon set course no new marches charting Darting along plotted lines Moving resplendently, faux-independently Inside a box’s confines From afar shone amazing but days Nay, aeons, since it died or truly shined Closening shies to ashes, poor and flaking incapable Cage inescapable, ineluctable,…
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Grand opening of my murderhotel
Psychosis I’m on my psycho shit Embracing Bates Motel open for business June eighth I must bloodlust sate Deinsaning by exsanguination First ten guests will be slain complimentarily I leave this off the leaflet. Even in high summer, trees here leafless Sun seen in glimpses fleeting I hear bleating, sheep, see them bleeding on golden…
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Perilabounding
Why does everyone I love insist on living near forest fires No prophet but keep kids from tophet if you want them taller Why does the witch not simply dump her oven, be done with it Then cook the children in an airfryer, eaten crisp’d delightedly.
Alchemisland 