Tag: poetry
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Hideous Incest Products
Scenes from Dante’s hell: Debris fell from the ceiling as in a peeling citadel Where dwell sisterwived patriarchs of the crown’s most distant, distended arms Life whose occurrence actively harms actor and audience, plauditless Utterly appalling Galling to behold Kept in golden holds Dead long before old. Mold mossing trees noble Wobbling abhorrents who deserved…
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Cretan Paintings
June’s formative days Learning to walk as the Nile floods Phoenix squawking, leaving Amenti’s Halls Where hooded seers practice foresight, healing They peel back foreskins, hood which hides Revealing what they call the leaking eye Bawling cloudy diaphanous Opium Chinaman’s nightcap rope To otherworlds, powerful agent in workings Seen every solar sojourn Creeping into Cretan…
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Tengu Top Bedroom
Tengu taken root in my household Haunted tower loud gauntling hour Sky bruised as a mugged rib Cleaner asks was I last night late walking around the garden Denying charge ask why, more disarmingly after denying me She tells me muddy footprints surround my only son’s cot. Last night the weather was potty Nobody went…
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PRISON, NIGHT SHIFT
Night warden B-ward East wing If prison was eagle Gaol Kilmainham made Gwahir He’s at the furthest feather from beak Where worst kept uplocked, those who’re plain evil Unfit to walk our streets Any streets. Folk proud of double figure killing streaks, peeled families mere CoD kills At any time of night, fifty people are…
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The Lost Books of Cairo
Conspiring beauty enlivens the o’er admiring, who can blamed be Oars untiring carry troopful triremes from Athens out beyond Tyrens Light of wifely eloping, political hopefuls lend armies’ opals to doomed cause Alliances swiftly made are like to stray, unlike those well founded, which firmly stay Time which tests Never be impressed at breast-stirred feeling…
Alchemisland 