Tag: poet
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Willingly sinking
Will he won’t he Willingly sinking, pocket stones Thrillingly singing, pocked throats Going deep below Though stationary feeling as of floating Upon enfolding ocean holding my mind Emotion tantamount to its motion I am a moon Immense Nephilim brawn of Earth’s atmospheric pressure Stars above, diamonds meshed Indra’s netted fates Leant Norns by Wotan. More…
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Sound effects when I walk
Cracking knees limbs joints fingers hips Producing mellifluous rhythmic crepitus Shuffling crypt walker Living aborted, death’s daughter I walk, sound like falling detritus When I leave and it won’t be immediately You hear bones pealing as I peel myself Raising swears, eyes ceilinged Moving as one mired in grief Shuffling unappealingly as through porridge A…
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Horse
My sable horse one who cannot be forced Endorsing tenets Horses can but be lead to water Never made drink, shadow-cowed Bucephalus. What horses think or deign to say mark truthful Speed of which horses are capable vehicle’s metric and zenith It is a horse’s endowment when a man has a big penis Ribald piebald,…
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Get off the fags, Seussy
Asked Dr Seuss to stop smoking but he didn’t Emergency room, morning 25th; how Grinch stole Christmas Cat in the Hat developing catarrh The Lorax with suspected pneumothorax.
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Greying river
Of an age such that Raging river hasty Finally assuages. No more will I like a wild spring glaive some hidden glade in the Swabia No more am I the geese-shadowed Ganges, hungry for burnt bodies I am a puddle of muddled language, petrol-pastelled I am a fruit pastille choking a kestrel I am Thoth’s…
Alchemisland 