Tag: poetry
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Plated congress
Fit for battle, lacking only foe and fitting standard We coupled, war-dressed, in armour, like Vandals. Our clanging visors; our sandwiched hands of iron undivided She moved with the inevitability of karma toward a smile Determined to curb it all a while. Between curtain wall and bed curtains, the stairs curved. Bumping gorgets Sword-lording corsets…
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Arrowstruck Agincourt Heart
A lambent fancy of mannered madness that Every lasting fable and improving tale advises abandoning And yet here I am, without my thatch Stranded on some lamplit landing, rambling on Sketching the lady, that sun I will handle hot. Wasting good Bics on sticky, must-nix fantasies. She discourses, of course, in perfect four course iambic…
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Mandatory dancing
Drumbang. Solomon’s worshipful song busies unshackled ankles. I dithyramb, ecstatic, incautious. A bangled throng climb upon awnings For more fawning angles. While I dance, two tango as if entranced. Sky a cap white with lanced mango splotches Branch-fanned the fat landman watches on.
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Darkprayer
Her Asmodel mind a poofsmoke of pollutants Hamaliel, August’s unidle nuisance Weaves an ensorcelling spell of confusion I can feel your breath through the computer Phone sex has me self abusing I would expose my veins for your profane amusement You are free to use me Because I have no use that one can see.…
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Time slows when a bottle’s dropped
Silence breaks silencingly like a dropped Bollinger bottle Screaming, throttling the shoulders of one stubborn old goat The old Full Throttle me is past prime Now I am a ghost who rhymes. Smashed wine end to silence Let us return to that fate-forced moment Which for many a worry-fraught sojourn have I feared, lost in…
Alchemisland 