Tag: words
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June 9th 2026
Hearts bard-carved, spark starved Waiting impatient for starful starts Wading creation for heart-pull arts. My blazeous weed’s gaseously trapezing Arm reaches rafters more graciously these efficacious evenings; Your tree-seeding fingers spiff-gripping where it closest tapers. Tell from how this hotel’s ell-measuring elms of casement-entering light Caper around glyphs we drew upon our cliffs, carapace paper,…
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Royal Lions in Line for Titles
When you’re in love, it can be look started Silk surplus curtains back peeled, parting. Looks darting. Revealing a jewelled stag and a diamond-mouthed pine marten. Horned me. Dark, darkest and stormy Inside the door, a worm-eaten portal. Vermeer this sky, a fatal bride. Neither safety nor bridle. Nothing confided By that unbright Titan’s silent…
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Sleepasker
After chain blazing shamelessly My unpitied, unpropitiated head lays Dreamscapes egg laden and hex-scathed Of begging bowls, of negative spaces, of taking oaths Of sewn oats, of sold dope, of frailty, of granges, of grey areas, changes. Mortal-folded clothes angel-molded going mouldy in the only stow Maybe this grape haze ganj has me going scatty,…
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Ripped bed
Though I, like Edward Carson, preached and prayed That they would together stay, the frayed skins I intended to employ in the beginnings of a joint Refused to appoint themselves gracefully, lick-anointed Like anthrax letters to all the badly behaved boys in Texas. She cat stretches a cataleptic’s spine Inducing a crack with falling rock…
Alchemisland 