Tag: tragedy
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Rotting away in a private space
Use went from sparing to daily Used get it mailed in Rip open the pack and rail it the second it came in. Coke and horse, my arm invaded The syringe impaling Like the razorhoned beaks of the venom-leaking birds of Stymphalia Heart slowly failing, in the palliative cupboard below the clothes railing. It wasn’t something…
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Completing A Tragic Jigsaw
A conspiracy of banded diamonds Needles threaded, their hum or silence alike spells violence Like things divine, they communicate through subtle signs An eyebrow raised, a shoulder lowered Without a syllable they uttered murder Come not to Cumbria seeking covens It’s below your roof they’ve taken cover The fourth leaf of their clover is removed…
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Riot
A stabbed child leaks excuses Inside them resides the urge, hidden like a demiurge Dublin City like the Purge: it burns it burns it burns Thick necked Gards in riot gear cordoning off O’Connell Street Pallid ghouls selling gear, Bordening off lifespans at O’Connell’s feet Where dark delights meet plain daylights and the junk-blue vein…
Alchemisland 