Tag: poetics
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Balling
Stars falling, weather appalling Got slaughtered in Slattery’s Hot-footed it from the bedroom of a TD’s daughter Pulled down my slacks, lipsmacks as thanks for the relaxants I bought her Poleaxed off snow, max dose, no thanks from my nose High notes, high regard, but silence after the show, tiring of art Now I’m waiting…
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Vampress
I. Strong, vain men I can silence with one withering look No truck me with jamb-hung onions and planks depicting suffering Jesus In the damp, cloying darkness of a moon-bathed dungeon Forth crawls She dry-mouthed, affixed on destruction Spiderlike she climbs ceiling-height Spite-exuding she weaves false light illusions in childrens’ rooms She is the whisperer…
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Location Location Location
Drop spot jumps around like fighters in a kung-fu movie Dropbox Me dropping off pounds and keys in sketchy quays You’ve got your dogs, don’t ask why you’ve fleas I’ve got jobs, that’s why your boys optioning me Friends become opps for a fee What pops becomes popular but you have to plan how it’s…
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Waterless Feature
Frowning Its crowning offering the dark-drowning sign marking the way out Godforsaken town Three years now Since I said I was up out of here, and quick about it Inspiration’s not a forever fountain That’s why hay’s made while one’s able Inertia is the glue, depression as a rule, statuesque that unmoving I am less…
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Limb-overburdened Alice
My art a thing of many disparate parts, like chimera or a gryphon Cereal for breakfast at Tiffany’s, your mug on the Spar milk Mugs are my drills, always got a grift on Tokyo Drift when we shift the stick, always got a spliff on Drifting, putting Ifrit to a six skin Triple sixing stick…
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