Tag: myth
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Wrung
The stench of it sickens the worms And the pull draws mountains and men Reimagined tranquility Down to your knees in it // I’d drown in it Gladly die in it Something else, innit // But for a curl and a dream and a whim Build up breeze blocks Bury the magnets in piles of…
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Silva Regis
Upon the throne of epistemology Fixed. postured. Grave center of orbit and web // I reside here, too But transfixed in benighted groves ringed in steepest rock. // the dark- proud and anxious fawn Chased by the dogs of unknown masters // Through gaps you’ve been seen However blurred in movement And altered by heated…
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The land-once pulled tight across
The land-once pulled tight across Now tarries on descent The canyons, craters, the crust is crowned Magma still pulses the deep // Rapid to myters stall the keyboard soaked in tequila and gin. // Dried upon the sides of a foldable chair straighten- The sheets of an army boy’s queen // A world of grief…