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Visions of processing ghostmonks
Rootless life here hopeless, without a notion Stasis which reflects my emotional status Where only dead trees grow Where snow-coloured bones poke up from stoven tombs I’m in the place where most won’t go Swinging my sword and pacing Trying to erase that which effaces me I stroll through phalanxes of defaced graves The dust…
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C R O W
Smart as a crow and as close with Odin My feet went cloven so with so much smoking Skin brindled, turning oaken Entifying from the trees I’m toking Flying entities harass me, like I’m blind and they’re harpies My heart pierced constantly at last falls to you-pleasing pieces Finally, I am peeled back like the…
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New rackets no tennis
Back and forth feels endless Best in my bracket no bragging, blameless Like Homer flamed this Flameless like hope has faded Three armies landed, another invading Look to be burning their ships in the bay As if to say we’re here to stay Rain magics sent by Gods they pray to Rouse the Atlantic and…
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Light garden symphony V
A green more green than that Ur painter needed to eke out his dream from voidslabs A scene which seen seems to see back, and indeed seems eager to convene A central womb from which it speaks a boreal communion, a reunion of squeals Equal to a greaseless wheel yet in my courage it peals,…