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Tara of the Kings
Smoking joints in the trenches surrounding Tara Barring Yank crowds and cawing crows no sounds Snakeless pre and post-Patrick, Catholic mythmaker Using shamrocks to illustrate Christian hat tricks Patron saint of patience waiting on eighths High samhraidh on Tara’s hills, Dowth-surrounded Bizzarre visions, ancestral visitations, cognitive invasions Solar placement, erection without precedent We see them,…
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Stymy those syllables
Don’t get hung up, might get strung up One more word you’ll never earn young’s antonym You’ll never mutter at the first wrinkle in the mirror Fucked with a nutter and got murdered When I talk, never have to ask if I stuttered When you talk, it’s speak up, you muttered Bleeding out in the…
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Night glows grow house
Twisted over pots in the grow, plants really growing out Illegal overseeing the operation, hands me a pouch I take a shrón, homegrown’s best ask Brennan’s, on nose Like pre-prom zits, as tradit, hitting as I admire the mirror Or a crusty’s septum ring coke-riddled Obscene Extreme Festival Ask the sitter what he needs to…
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Kettle enstormed
In the kitchen waiting for the kettle to boil, practicing spinning back kicks Sun sporting plot armour affronting, lending a cardboard sky wonder Solaire’s eye’s delight and pride, burg’s burgher, I am Thor’s thunder Wielding an axe I vanquish my axis, need to switch up my praxis Actor in my room, in the mirror practicing…
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El Odeon
Of all the seas in all the towns in all the world, she walks into my ocean Only Nick I overnight ends in El Odeon Sponge choice, I want the yellow one, submerging in his element Painting yellowbrickroads with urine, burning Babylon for insurance I’m drinking cartons of Ensure belonging to my mate’s sick ma…
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