Tag: poet
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Rudiments of spellcraft
Target back like a turtle used for archery I resort to alchemy, make problems malleable therefore manageable Four elements and I meld them mystically Heretofore unseen manifestations of faculty X I achieve all I need through ritual sex I cast hexes to hector my nemeses I wanna get high, the next guy with a smile…
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LICKOUT
I don’t mean pushing your dad about the shop But I pop the pussy like it was a push pop Pop like it was a car boot storing a body And we just reached the old quarry Any flavour not fussy, I like it huggy tight, fuzzy or stubbly Pop the pussy like finish line…
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toandfro
I’m doing nothing, then something A sound, something hitting the floor A meaty slumping, a weighty hefty thud Clipped, local thunder, directly under He felt, the stricken site, he sighed And sought stairs to higher Up he went like a spiral, them winding Crisscrossing like bones on a pirate Ship’s flag, his courage flagging His…
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iluvghosts
Profound pleasures, the sensual A sound from beneath his feet He began recording Hoping for the apportment of orbs And clear EVP His breath kept to chest wheezed uneasily It’ll glow blue, red and green If the magnetic field is breached That’ll be 150.93 thank you and please.
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Ritual purity
Blood swirled around the sinkhole While I showered, in there an hour At full power, half drowned No clowning I slumped down Screaming crying Breathing like a breeder crowning Getting out, my back squeaking Against the bathtub, against glass Hands pressed, I was caressed gently But the room was empty save me Hour or three…
Alchemisland 