Tag: words
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Horseman
Capped coachman holding court to a wall Fuck all happening this evening If Harold’s Cross I must be fuming Smack lacking few men I know And where are they now? Cowper Or Dundrum in fairy tale gaffs, eating escargot Quoting Descartes o’er cards, some ego I cogito. Today, in the rain, done three laps of…
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HEWKER
Tonight I will visit a tib First, a tipple Dripping amber drink, enfolding sap Gold-fleeced sheep’s rippling hair Flesh’s ink my digging nib sinks into Go slowly with me, Monto’s most innocent soul Epipsychidion, lost tribe Midian claiming descent from Abraham Taking clam handfuls, dandy plootered on hop-sud dram, self balm Bloom hand of hidden…
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CAESAR’S BOAT TRIP
Cameral mind backing through time As into fishing lanes lines casting Smiling glory guides me Caesar of seizures, who leisures in a time of ide-seeing, completes the tides By sawing fires warming hands on seething seas, glancing Alp leeward Votives bleeding for Athena leaving mare nostrum Storm-fought ships’ unlevel floors Hands out before him like…
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The Lads Up Der In Heaven
Rabelais and James Joyce in tatters, non-stop screaming laughing Two kin hyenas ginsoaked keen for fine feeding using divinely given gifts to write fart jokes Gassed over hatter-mad scholars trying to find meaning in their words. Joyce had a fine voice, could have been a singer People scanread Ulysses then screed Reddit reviews highlighting the…
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