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• Smashing the asherim

  Smashing the asherim, dash names from Annals Manful Anakim a hundred hands tall, even a giant can fall With the right sling, the right ball, just the right amount of force Asherah of the ibex and the sacred tree Roebuck in the thicket, goddess of three, Robert G muse had seen Historical scenes he could…

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• Feel it in my bones

  Evil in my marrow, in my gore, inheriting the impaler’s title Vision narrows like a foreshortening arrow before goring your visor I’m awake with the owls and foxes Moon like a stained glass copy of itself Head in a box, no return address to doxx Now comes the hour, this time is ours Cock that…

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• Storming your castle

  A stone cast from my catapult a dome tragedy if you’re a goliath from Gath Dressed all in black like a bat doing circuits of Bath circus after ten Surplus of masonic emblems in my indentions and in my head Act is all intention, the high magic of that which goes unmentioned Practising sex magick,…

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• Boss of the apocalypse

  Car fires in my front and rearviews I test my mettle on mayhem, few  Survivors and fewer thriving The barely alive scarcely dive to avoid my fire They’re jaded, war tired, shell shocked and utterly cooked I’m doing a funny walk like Peter Cooke from Crecy to Berlin Slim legs raised, nothing even grazing, absolutely…

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• Trip to Trim

  Day trip and I can’t wait Sun’s out, feeling great Spotify, fuck the radio Danny Brown, like ready to go Weed coners stowed to get stoned on some foreign corner Never dispensed on talamh, respect that goddess Love that middle Ireland, royal and haunted Can’t wait to see a vast castle built by Normans I…

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