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pocketlooting
Just yacked up outside Beshoff’s, probably best off Most of it was cough bottle Hacking cough, phlegm’s friends my motto, hunched shoulders I’ve got presents not presently sitting in a grotto in all red dressed Smouldering glare chest shove energy backs them off, fearing duress Slouching, ill-bred, raised rodless so rude and rueful, ruthless Ever…
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ephialtes
He tracked me, followed me home Quiet as practice, got close enough to attack me Would have had me, had he taken his go I know not the final goal of this vile foe But in my knowest knowing I evince him twisted, a liar who defiles Who loathes silent at a distance of miles…
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Our Lady of the Bog
Twilight heightened Stars as chitinous eyes Dinosaur-laced striations, Corn Kings have died Beneath skies Titan-sized since the moist crowning of infant Time Brooding fenlands oozing bog stink Ancient lingerings, away from all the hinderances Me alone in the flaying wind, walking the course of these leys Tiger eye colour of everything Dun and rangerly, dangerously…
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Black and white and red all over
I’m over it but she’s sending me pictures trying to lure me over Her bent over in the Raquel briefs, however many million years BC I’m stoned, quelle surprise to anyone who knows me White crusting my nose, black and well cushioned my night-hued robes On mapless backroads where even the feckless and hapless will…
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Or
Quitting strats and I can’t stick to them like the glue was bad Keep going back, 360 peram, grabbing cash stashes during rash fantasies Itchscratcher, at the hip my trusted blaster You’ve never seen dust disappear faster, engage thrusters Never wait for the change, don’t let shit get mangy or musty trust me I’m not…
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