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Drugs and crowns
I’m on drugs and crowns Gemheavy sceptres Rugs spun of thread exceptional Ermine gowns with fur mantles colour eglantine Dick eggplantine, often planted Call my dick the plantation All that came before erasing Rumour that I’ll boom it, some foundation You’re frothing like fancy coffee Little death without a coffin You say amazing amazing amazing…
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Old king’s thoughts
Fog settling on barrow downs, holes for old kings I am an old ship’s remnant hull, full of old things High and grounded, looking down wingless angel The world below me raging like an ape volatilated By a net’s embrace, my finger along gilded cage’s bars Something to mark that Midas was here Through grilled…
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writer
I’m slumped on the keyboard Drooling, god forgive me lord I’m on that William Burroughs Huffing red poison spuming Like carcinogenic spraypaint From a rent DDT canister Approaching the cockroach Unstuck following ley lines through insect time.