Tag: writing
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The last picture
Lightning flashes Like a flasher’s camera On the date of his capture Plans carefully made suddenly unravel Hidden pasts given up naturally, Time’s way of caring. The light from the bolt divorced the victim’s last picture From a night alike a whiteless knight’s colt’s black coat. In a dirty alley, his curt life ended badly…
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The secret of sitting for portraits
Sitting for courtly portraits Hours unmoving, some find torturous I slink off, go somewhere else, you see Escape through a portal into outer Me Gateless, without palisades No corners, shapes or names Where elephants, grapes, bridges, hadrosaurs and regretted days Are each one and one the same; A place where is and is not shame…
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Crocuses
Dull, sunless months suffering penniless under coin-metred light Crocuses showing despite, sun-summoned Rice white the blindeye-like snowdrops probe impolitely Light-impelled, the breathless writer so lacking in editors Slathers menacing patterns upon the mud abutting the delta Stars not unlike me on the underside of the robe of night. Go out and shine no matter how…
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ECSTASY SHAG
She’s from Lusk and sucks me Loud doggy style, no hush, Puppy She wants it faster when I’m in her pussy She shouts mush, I’m not fussy Hole and a heartbeat, that’s enough Glutton for my nuts This is not a put on She runs the gamut Of things I dub smutty Back from the…
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Autofuneral
Started without a pot to piss in Now I’m head of a system Head of the page, top of the list Find a way to make your petty hatred pay; it’s all grist Out when the mercury dips, out in the thick mist It’s all the same end of the day, I can’t miss If…
Alchemisland 