Tag: spilled ink
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Light garden symphony III
Requisition by growing things, land’s reacquisition Tin roof suffused with suffocating kudzu in the fullness of its zombie bloom It looms over everything, fastening like a glue to the fixtures Until it is the only texture, it dies in winter but next year is revisited Phalanxes of axe-headed plants finance the verdant assault Silent violence,…
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Light garden symphony II
A rosemary sprig a meal fixture, pink pigworts And openbook celandine like a child’s impression of a flower Midnight fruit lowhanging brought to my waiting fangs My pangs bridled, if only for a while Fire filled sefirot rotting on coffinwood branches, Spring reclaiming Lanterns sprouting gaily, shoots upshooting like backward comets Winter-blanched branches and boughs…
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Sign of the times
It fire off a trinity, skidding across the bar still brrrrrrring Again, back to that no smoking sign We’re at blazing time, demon time No abidance, no guidance except divine Never go when it’s my time, no bedtime Retiring at half two, rising at half five No wonder I’m tired all the time If I…
Alchemisland 