Tag: poetry
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Crust Punk Scene
Thinking back to my days as a crust punk It was cans everyday before I smoked skunk Looking back can’t imagine what she thought, mum I smoked, screamed, pierced myself and battered drums All my mates over all the time doing what they couldn’t At home, always people explored shadows they normally wouldn’t Around me,…
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Do You Think Anyone Noticed?
You’re back and everything I lacked in your absence snaps back like a bent twig Or a thumb-racked elastic band Captain Beefheart’s Magic Band wrote my backing track, penned my heart song Dying is quick and the living’s long, my heart is quickening like a marching throng Whistling Martian songs conquering shellfalls approaching the battle…
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First Grade
Received by full moon psionic nudge Invited initiation down masonic lodge Trust me, scare at bedtime Podge and Rodge Of all cults they took pulse, supreme hodgepodge.
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Volatile
Six shots each most put to sleep, extended mag no six shooter She is dressed in elements, her eminent crest unfallen Crest of death’s bald head our night’s memento mori Too hot to touch, this blisterraiser, hell’s harlot Ms Fire You’re at home asking how a sure thing became a misfire So hot I could…
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Accruing Connections (Weigh Me Down For The River)
Those you hold near and dear have you in chokeholds Bound in bronze chains tied to thick staves in postholes Whoever told you you know what a writer knows Either hated you, or it was a troll joke Nothing to say, words mired in throat during force choke.
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