Tag: writing
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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…
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Cokesprite in a Maccer’s cup
First things first, some animals have to be smothered Or, if you’ve the stomach, bloodied. Out in the garden during summer, wrapping something up – not a mummy; Hacking off limbs in the dungeon I like knives not a gun, and I’ve got a strong tummy It’s all chummy until someone messes up the sums…
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Yellow fools
Daffodils are back Striving up through cracks in frosty patches Undoing their seasonal spinal snaps Regaining sap, decollapsing synapses Beautiful dope-addicted lightbulbs Lamplings and Spring champions, up early, long necked Nodding off again, wilting like tranqed sauropods.
Alchemisland 