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Act On It
Ex-wing like an altered angel No such thing as EX ANYTHING Once and future king of the swingers all, disgruntled VIPs Reached a stop, shared some slop, now two’ve got HIV Thoughts are fine we relax with em Any action man’ll get axe ridden. I bang the gavel and break the law Your nose unravels…
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Disinter
Long languid air atrophied the tomb of Aten Traps, tribulations to thwart thievery Boulders which fall and what’s struck flattens Stairs giving to slides, circling to pits of spikes Vipers in corners, genetically antient, striking out Fanglike pillars flanking doorway which only one true sees Inside your vast golden sarcophagus, the patience of trees On…
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Elegy for Lower Orders
Yet elegies for lower orders orbis terrarum great appearing great when kneeling Suddenly grand rising, Easter morning the shelling ships Sackville Street sacking Strangling by redcoats, seething conscripts and worse the hating citizenry spat Constitutions grim the noble sacrificants. Votive selves, teachers poets oath takers Shot firers and by proxy letter burners, ran down ruined…
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Little Blind One Of The Grass
Feeling your way along well enough For the circling hawk like a ceiling fan At the roots of things, stoving clod, sleeves Itself into mud, swims bog and mire with ease Wading above waiting hawk wanton gold-feet Blind as lime-drowned Tommy your touch balances Supremely tactile, paw eyes and nose ears, taste of noise Swooping…
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Old Home
Until a corset lattice his patchwork of woundsHate from his masters skincarved entombed.Squaw with a tattooed face a sympathy of scars,A conspiracy of damaged souls, a pledge to daring Mars;Aries strength through blood invoke,Crimson moon their wish bespoke.Lo, a lifetime’s placidity seemt loathsome when they woke!Frothing eager the wode pair rode,Two graves dug in vengeance…
Alchemisland 