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• Up early Saturday morning

  It’s a Saturday, thank fuck I’m alive Woke up at five, up before the lark Dark still, beneath a sill Stillness amidst rilles sinuous What’s more than diurnal I use the earth as my urinal So I the early bird can see worms turning. I’m the ancient of days, patient in the Aldi queue Bread’s…

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  20th Jul 2024

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• Molly doggy style outside Holly King

  Never fucked under a full moon but with you, God, anything  We’re both chewing our jaws off Ears getting chewed off too  Weeping, talking about our favourite tunes Shoes off, doing waltzers through the dew Never had this brew before but it’ll do the job Head’ll need to be boomed before long if I don’t…

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• Kitchen sex

  I’m in the middle of kitchen, all my rings in Masonic ring you bought me ill-fitting Fixtures and fittings shaking Caesar having a seizure having crossed the Rubicon I’m gone beyond, shaking caesar salad dressing down what a dress covers I’m a breast lover not your best lover. Tell you to wind your neck in,…

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• Boxing priest

  Box of chips from Apriles let drop Making karate chop hyah sounds when he throws a shot  Know by his dark black socks and fast feet that it’s the boxing priest   Asking what’s the point like a man whose never seen a spear before I whisper the answer into Van Gogh’s severed ear  I’m entering…

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• See me after class

  See me if you want to busy dentists, have bigger lips and smaller eyes Look like you tussled with a beehive, ducked when you should have dived Could have died but you survived, who upstairs wants you alive? That desire I elide, tyres like Ezekiel skeeting Scheming in the glide, gat slide like an active…

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