Tag: writing
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Type test
Playful, still a shark though Whole fleet’ll clog lanes if we don’t carpool Kaboom, besiege your place, Gordon at Khartoum Pull up make that nice Saloon car your tomb Harpoon you, red as Barsoom You slid like a drunk off a barstool To the road from the stalled car Taz-twisters of acrid smoke played above…
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Thin places
My foetid mind Sprouts to impotent life Like a dying lighter’s coaxed light Smoked so much kush I’m left a shell impression, a ghost ship. Behind my eyes, the killing potion of my emotionless ghost light. The post-light of goat worship managed my backslide.
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Sinking lake isles
Far are we now from cowed and retiring Irishness Lapped up by the eyes of Yeats and his like, All worn Bible and sworn twice: Once to the IRA in the byre, in an Irish voice, and once to His Highness. Distant now from trumpet sounds and proud viceregalities Wooded estates with faun follies and…
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Straightening out a couple of punks
She’s wanton, know she wants some Everything I want, and then some, comes To pass like I’m waving a wand at a henge, magecraft Clothes, their sway and motion like a stagecraft. My unwrapped johnson like a rafter Size reference for every cock after. No scope a block tough while laughing; Enjoy doing what you…
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When the boat comes in
Wispy clouds Stetsoned and made alleged Sol’s weathermaking head. The Waker’s air raid alarm was slapped quiet like a mid-century stepson. Many hair-raising trials had he endured, emerging uncured of weakness But to strife inured, shorn of shyness and driven to speak up, to seek; Dad always said life’s bread’s one foot afore th’next, unto…
Alchemisland 