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What I need
Barely time to dress, leave looking on fleek Scribing, writing treatises on daylight’s nature I can’t sleep without feeding on my tincture I take it in my teeth cave like the mama teat And suck until I’m succoured Looking at acres from every angle Looking at feet, Tarantino onlyfans I have a holding and big…
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Light garden symphony I
Violent veinblue fruits, humid and gelid, frigid fruits growing in pair in parity Pears like misshapen timers depend from branches, inching in rarified air Cloistered bower like a statue of old power, He glowering from flowerbeds Arising clod-capped his foliate head, beleafed, beneath a crown thrifted from reeds And driftwood, verdigris forming a hood, his…
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Giving up my eyes
One eye I prized, outpryed Given for knowledge Access to that well Whose waters below hell Deeper delving, to the world’s wellsprings Wherein dwells cursed water worded by hidden things Worms ring it, gnawing at the roots of the world tree I drink it, gaining knowledge unworldly My once dull eyes are brought to a…
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sailaway
Will you take the boat out today Replies no after one look at the waves Licking far up the bay, splashing onto the pave and roadways You’d be mad to go that way, you’d be swept away To Jones Davey, to a watery grave You’d languish with ships sunk at Salamis I tell him not…
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chokingsmoker
Every time I show up hammering Everyone following me like Hamelin Your charisma David Cameron My vibe Boccaccio’s Decameron No day promised, empty annals save today and all yesterdays I spent all yesterday blazed, safe Railroad how I go underground Katabasis, man beneath the mounds Trees disappearing like Tom Bombadil was around Rolling bombs downhill…
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