Tag: writing
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The craft
Vanishing triangle how I manage to inveigle myself with high ranking masons Met one at a wine tasting, he embraced me in that coded way, said two days Hence visit me at Molesworth Lodge, history the rest, learnt secrets inherent in henges Learnt the emptiness of vengeance and to hide the devil behind the gentleman…
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Feel it in my bones
Evil in my marrow, in my gore, inheriting the impaler’s title Vision narrows like a foreshortening arrow before goring your visor I’m awake with the owls and foxes Moon like a stained glass copy of itself Head in a box, no return address to doxx Now comes the hour, this time is ours Cock that…
Alchemisland 