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Feasting on feasting on
Mood: Great Hunt Have a hunch the peng wench lunching on me wants me Also have a bunch of crunchy chronic in my dad’s crombie pocket I wanna make her mine, cross that friendship divide But I’m worried about going over the line before it’s time After a while it’s going fine, we’re both smiling,…
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Cannot
This cannot be life; this painful strife; the slow denial Of everything Crumbling statues become glib surrealist limbforms Born-bolds torn down like fence posts mid-storm.
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Tiresian communion
Shameless pale shade Homer’s blameless Ghost in my warrior’s place, wearing his face Speaking with foreknowledge of that life’s deeds.
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Old heat
No one knows and no one cares No one remembers how he looked atop his destrier None of fop; all of wind and movement; a sail of skin, hoof, mind and hide. Back when his floppy flaxen hair reached his burgeoning smithy shoulders At ten, he could hold older men above his head. Since, time’s…
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No More
The Lord of this world died tonight at twelve past midnight None permitted entry, save family and friends from the Gentry From after-silent maw one snake warning sigh jailbroke, rattle-addled, Filling the room like adulation upon an idol’s entry Like gas due injurious inhalation Upon a spectacle century’s applaudnow end. He loved horses, that you…
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