Tag: poetics
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Or
Quitting strats and I can’t stick to them like the glue was bad Keep going back, 360 peram, grabbing cash stashes during rash fantasies Itchscratcher, at the hip my trusted blaster You’ve never seen dust disappear faster, engage thrusters Never wait for the change, don’t let shit get mangy or musty trust me I’m not…
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Idaho
Going where I’d a hoe Private like Idaho Low gas drives at half past five, me coyotes neon logos and a no-go sky Seeking the Logos.
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Watching the perpetrator
I am sickened by weakness, any meekness Despising that malign mantle Victim I would seek rectitude forthwith and in wrecking Him who wrecked my youth gain some handsome victory My bloodstained hands dirtied despite recent dipping, still dripping in fact A sense of things tipping over, that soon it will be over, this strange act.…
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Conspiracy Theory II
A taxi driver told me, practically in tears About a two-tiered society, the CIA selling gear A mob who rule through brute force and fear Only through decoding twilight languages can they be made appear In full wolf fierceness They had all the fathers of Nobel winners nearly Packed neatly into a room, they were…
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ASSECIAT
They buried me in a hole for two I prepared these routines to amuse you On the table, black back spoon my amuse-bouche I get my orders from a downtown photobooth A name, a place, a pair of new boots Just like that, like shot scared horses, on the move All trace I was there…
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