Tag: writing
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Fuck off, all Irish racists
These days there are no mates, No Monday to Friday happy days, Endless rates, endless rage Drained energy sluiced away Like so much rain. They make you waste it. Can you taste pain Once your tongue is bitter-trained? You’re shown who to blame: Not vacuous cunts with private planes, Not them with opulent displays, But…
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Desecrating Hector’s corpse
Bareback riding the mightiest piebald Once owned by Scythian tribes Scared inside, the rebel tribes Send him out. The devil is arrived, I am come to claim my prize. Beat Hector in a one on one trial Now I’m doing circuits of his city His severed head divested now of princely circlet His dragged and…
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On out, brief Achilles
From famous, graven faces, touch-faded The next generation’s wastrels turn away, At whose feet forefathers placed Into divine keeping intricately painted vases In which were heaped ashes from burnt black babies Achilles of the willing unreason, of the million friezes, The riddle of unmade steel, whose attention freezes, Who outshoots Artemis of Ephesus, Who, to…
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Homeward Trojan
Years of siege, stalemate and tedious pause Leached away what raw feeling, what zeal, Dreamy Queen Helen’s theft ordained. Feral as spurned Hera, He emerges, so-called Hero From a rent tent wall, wine-rank, sword drawn Swearing he’ll kill them all, blaspheming both Greek and Trojan Gods. Terrifying because he is fearless Hearing the seeress speak…
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Brevity
Always shit to stir up Send violent wishes skyward Then usher my eyeless destrier away from the spiteful saltbite tide No stirrups, breast Burren bare and hairless still The ephebe who kills, the beech without leaves, In hopes that his violent, hope-raping deeds Will see his legacy exceed The briefness of his zeal’s chiefdom.
Alchemisland 