Tag: shorts
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Iberian Libation
Porrón like a skeet’s pestilent proboscis Drip dropping wine onto waiting tongues Dionsyian pipette Sour mash grenache glass watering can Reminding Orwell of a hot water bottle He preferred a typical drinking vessel Fearing spillage’s potential mess.
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Stonedragger
Dragging rocks a long distance The church’s old wall to mend I serve my sentence contended I am no penitent, though repentant.
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Short distances
Who can forgive Apology ungiven Silently sleighted Inwardly simmering. Both in the quiet living room Like a place of gloomy piety Miles millions between us loom Bed like a tomb, inch two. Between us, marooned In my own life, lost island Stirring thereby neither skyward pilot Nor privateer, galley rammed with rifles. Together by oath…
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Gjenganger
Called forth from hell by shaman dwelling In high mountain dells Deep basement cells where dwell demons leathern, writ hating For blood in mancies aid them Causing on the Earth mayhem. Skullcollapse at opendooring Gjenganger disinterns himself Returns dirt-caked obstreperous, shambling fecklessly Rising fathoms full five, lyingfather fetid lecher. Funereal glads riven to rags by…
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CLIMES ANTIENT
Wart-warping eclandines Xanthine clump among meadowsweet Streetless plains sprawling Streakless chalkboards like scrying mirrors Crying out for scrawling adornment Galling runes gored upon house borders Like bored veldt spiders treaded well-drawn ink.
Alchemisland 