Tag: poet’s corner
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Memphis Rap Sigils
A fulbright light, as seen on the third day in dark Amenti’s Hall Skeins of hyper light boring through dowel holes Dark Gods worshipped still in the Four Corners of Old Memphis Beneath the redundant bat tower, it came sudden My knife as it tunneled summoned the thunder Flooding blood, blooding the woods; open throats,…
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London Fields
My instincts like Nicola Six A well-aimed sick into the sink My swan neck in a mink My soul the Styx, in a minute When it comes times to go, I’m sinking Going under, beyond the brink I don’t mean those vans bringing cash bags back from the bank One who likes spanking in Tallaght…
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Two Modes
I go from Lou Bega listing lewd conquests I buggered To quadrident-fisted Vega, masked with hair like Raiden Fighting, lighting up foes with lightning fast blows Hit one, his nose explodes Wore a mask in his casket, closed His funerary mask looked like create ugly was the task And I’m the only one who understood…
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Fridge
Don’t sleep in a disused fridge Handy in a pinch Protection from rain and wind But in a second it can switch If that same winds lift the door and it falls into a closed position Well, then you have yourself an issue You’ll rot there Uncaring passers will breathe through tissues, exclaiming “piu!”
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Laissez-faire
Last week came a rapping on our door I was playing games, deathmatches in random stages Moving rapidly, flew couch to landing to standing before him I answered, postman in his cap standing Glancing up, one hand rummaging in his bulging satchel Directly handed me the package, to the manor’s master I was so excited,…
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