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I don't want heart
I don’t want heart It cracks like lightning Whips my face It burns my limbs It shivers my timbers Shaves my jaw It cooks my bark And freezes my trees Shoots my roots Cleans my mouth Feeds my plants Cools… Continue reading
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Swinging from the hammock
Swingin’ from the hammock Pessoa in the stringnets Haddock makes the Captain not quite about the etiquette more about the panic titanic manic xanax organic cynic onyx photonic phatic phonics city pretty ditty i like the crass grafitti forgetting shiney… Continue reading
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Wednesday's Agony
you only have balls if you can break your own. you only have guts if you’ve chewed them you only have brains if you crumbed and fried them with thought you only have heart if you bleed you only have… Continue reading
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Tie 'em
The mine is mine the mao is now the mayo is payo te he he the neighs they knows the knees they seize the wound they groomed the rub the shaft rob the ree the roay the me demi am… Continue reading
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A Sri Lankan at Lue
The quiet murmurs and steam rifts from potholes and road bumps little Tamil, computer Hakim, on the Bengal bay Island South-East as mirage of ocean surface my mate, Aravinda, or Adam we call ’em, owns a taxi but in Sydney,… Continue reading
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Timehorse, Museum
Surry Hills in the shod clough in the stirrup bit the bridle shame on myth story of the mitt for univocity latticed longhand she caught bars of Isoscele song draft seadrift weed roads past doors sour the orb atop The… Continue reading
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Defibrillator
The shore The border The stitches The scars The boundaries The sovereignties The shelf The scissions Decisions The marks The stamps The visas The ports The stats The pass The rorts The edge The teeth The circum The clouds Perimeter… Continue reading
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Transit of Venus
The incredibly vanity of Pictish culture its becoming- death just the same as Tex-Mex folklore of skalds and skulls Valorisation of vintage and sage, rage sentiment awash in feast of desolate Germania its seeds, lores and nomos The world so… Continue reading
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Wry Fenris
I’m Fenris Ulf with a mouthful of scissors I’m Fenris Ulf with a mouthful of scissors everyone cries when I cover them with kisses their faces cut with literary blisters I see you trying and I cut you into pieces… Continue reading
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Stop the Frackin' (for Joseph Banks)
Cook was the crook Was the hook for the Lance Crown Barracks for the stance Stan Stands in defiance Mutiny and a dance Fletcher Christian at Pitcairns He’s the hero who didn’t fail Stole the bounty and the whales down… Continue reading
Ariel Riveros Pavez 