Tag: writing
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Gelding
Behind bars in straw littered byres Death-marked calves fart nervously Head of herd marked as farmer’s Smell of nitrogen Gentling vice make bulls androgyne Grandson in handsome wrangler jeans Couldn’t wrangle a cup of tea Sent out to have a man made of him.
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The Death Spice
What happens when the divine device fit to confine to safety the mice of this unmeek world breaks down When life jackets cause drowning Some bear spines, poison-slick spikes Spicy food made so to spite predators Protective shields in lieu of venom Humans develop a taste for spice, what then? Their gift comes a curse…
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Successful Smell of Sweet
Many ways to skin a wombat Wrong ways to dole out wonga Hungering combat drunk Achilles casting drachmas out his tentflap What does not drain makes balance stronger, cash enhancements Prospective plug says strain’s stronger but talking’s long My books must be just so, Dawn comes up like thunder who wrote? He talks talk cock walk,…
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Give us ends
Nobody will cry when I go, Lot’s wife Neither column-raising triumph nor column-chasing crime trial traces my time as pilot of helots Step stymies on threshold Arrogance of me expecting clapping zealots hot on heels I never go without looking overshoulder Alm bowls filled bonuses princely, my quill’s trilling instilled validity People who said I…
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Propaganda Prior to Actium
Octavian the reverenced, not yet August Hush descends when he ascends the eagle pulpit, eagle blood pumping Dilating pupils highlighting pool blue eyes, perfumes lies: “Octavia sports roots Roman as Remus Her blood follows regal routes teeming with Romulean energy Her ancestors all conquerors whom fettered Gauls with palsy-blue tattoo coverings were brought to grovel…
Alchemisland 