Tag: poet
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Gifted just means no effort
So many gifts, my parents could have named me Santa Dipped I drip ink into the sink like I just got in the door from a Bic-drawn world Everything seems wicked, all the rides are free if you have a ticket Everybody I know possesses laminate season passes and codes for golden keys I’m down…
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Bonelike music for saws: volume 133
Song of surgeons, verses twenty three through thirty eight Parting the turgid flesh, urging apart the tissues, has crazed me Metal screech autistic android choir all day, everyday Wheezing saws, applause as wasting diseases destroyed Greenan Maze All manner of invisible invaders Empty seat at table, with wineglass and packed plate Trying to subtract the…
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ily
Fill legal pads, empty pens Love slags, wags, eat pills like M&Ms Smack heads helped me big the bank Held back so I wised the bap Red stars, reality flap, wished at that Instant that But quick as flash it all goes flat Like shook up coke three days on car dash.
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‘OT TODAY INNIT
Heat such that skin blisters Erupts in fishgullet fissures Images, fragments Visions of vicious whips Viscous blood drips Flesh wetpaper rips Like wallpaper upon a steady drip Stay a while and listen Tortured screams, posts for whipping Cursed gold in chests redly glistens Talk of selling souls Someone readily listens Red-skinned apporting in my kitchen …
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Point and whisper
Don’t give me that, own brand and flat Want proper Fanta and that’s that Proper footfall fan would lamp ya, ya tramp ya I’m in another league and it’s not the champions Champing at the bit for strangers to whisper “it can’t be him” When I walk in to buy chips in my Prussian whiskers…
Alchemisland 