Tag: rites
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Systemic emetic
Rats in holy robes with tail holes I hope everything devolves into violent, causeless chaos Today is not soon enough Detonate the payloads Enter the codes and watch them go Nuclear winter, is there anything more rock n roll? Just let go.
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Lost and blind in the clockless tunnels where time’s passage is measured by the yellowing of ancient bones.
Not quite but close to frozen Way way way down below, below the graves Below the maze the skull-decorated catacombs make Perilous to become waylaid A flashlight flickering signalling a dying battery We split up but now I’m panicking, regretting bickering I’m feeling sick, I’m sorry I got thick with you, you cut the quick…
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Single source
One candle alone illuming Deepsea darkness all consuming Blew it out, flame guttered then died, in that confusion Something went missing Kissing a skinless aristocrat in exchange for a blood transfusion Killing the occluder tears down the illusion.
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Rotic
Sky red as a bromine solution Into which a toothsome alchemer, Fool’s son, diffused: Tears of Lys and Siren’s Tunes, Dragonprey barely chewed, Chaste maiden frozen mid-swoon, The sense of thrilling chase bottled. Two drops of this rancid elixir And one’s beloved becomes instantly besotted.
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Scáiltín
Backrooms, whispered chats, gentle Irish savagery Mother Superior looming, bat-hide hued habit Thought the cat was out of the bag But that feline remains occluded Eight out of nine lives ain’t bad The boiling admix spat back He screamed as might a madman but drained the dram.
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