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Shedding my shell
I am crying now but I choke back tears, there is nothing so queer As shedding salt for what was through my own inaction not got What is for you perhaps never passes you by But I have watched so many things going by, and in such hurry That they became blurry in my sight,…
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Passing by my life
You know I’m not a hellsent protestant Here I am trying to talk to God again Back garden dolled up to look like Eden Even Eve agrees it’s a tragedy that these Sad days befall a gallant son of Adam My neighbours think I’m a madman, let them at it They hear automatic drills and…
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THEKINGISDEAD2024
The king is dead the king is dead Forgive me if I don’t say long live I’m too busy dancing instead Alas, it won’t wreck his head He has passed on the realms of the dead. Radio for the announcement My whole family In one clammy corner Champing to hear it Heart failure, the physician’s…
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THEKINGISDEAD980
Third day of Mucré, our King is in the forest A busy time to be a florist The mews and awnings like old prose florid To allergy sufferers abhorrent, torture ironical To the botanist, a much needed shot in the arm After a Winter boxed in, the gelidness like old sin Lingering long past its…
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Novena after the nuclear exchange
Using her last breath on a fickle rosary Fasting to the last Want for God’s love surpassing Even the harshest reality We look on with enmity, disguising jealousy Red beads, readings, pleadings, to the mercy of the lady of roses Kneeling by a roadside ditch, scrying the scarred sky for divine signs If she lives…
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