Tag: writing
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Lost headlines
How to unlock GF How one surmounts a difficult captcha to start a 4chan thread Stop, stop, I can only get so erect Minotaur’s lair to labyrinth entrance direct, simply follow the thread. At this time, police consider the matter a credible threat. In cowless fields post-abactor, Posted up in heat, wet with 200 factor,…
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On the fringe
Of what can I boast? Health to whom none will toast A worthless person, worse by the toke My dispersing purse and erstwhile hope. I am nursed by the castaways of merchants My emergence makes them nervous My clothes are mouldy and need detergent Living the life of an urchin Or an army deserter, only…
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Holding court
Deep, gravitous speech like a priest He the husbandman who checks the cheek-hue of east each evening We his sheep girdled fan-fashion about his fashionably unfashionable feet Like children seated upon the cerise knee’d lap of a gift-giving beard laughterful Yet feared, his list updated yearly like a menacing tax-tyrant’s bible of tithable denizens.
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Our lady of the cinders
She’s the only one for me Her singular soul a source Left one rose Blood dripped from her nose This one’s a sniffer, spends all her dole On single glass slippers Hoping the Prince won’t notice, witness How she kneels as if asking forgiveness in the shop of a priest, sinless. Got the bends in…
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Ailing emperor of my life
Summer in Dublin, I’m Sulla and I’m out pulling Bookish ones down from Glencullen, staying with cousins Or mad buzzers up from Belmullet, just out for the chugging Fulla suds snorting toboggan terrain Shouting Up De Flats, yiz cunts, at students from Spain congregating At the entrance to the lane where I’m selling MDMA Hero…