Tag Archives: contemporary verse

1,049 miles

Walking, talking care home voters roll debris chaperoning coins, a re-birthing mother feeds a machine, keep it up lady Lithuanian suicide dialect – ‘Say something Sister!’ late afternoons with her invisible friends discussing The Frederick Douglas Hypothesis injury time shifts, … Continue reading

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Megahertz

I’m a radio wheel turner core disorder annihilation conspiracy theorist listing omens and a pill rattler on cable TV got to remind bleached minds silent ghost bombs rust and dirt

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A zoology

African Wild Dogs one-way mirror rhinos eye human dead lion meat throw the invisible lizards stabbing dark ancestor science penguins drown one egg

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No seagull feel

The sailing of a bare Seagull Sea on field and path, on road and roof heard radio sound effects man giving birds two deaths all my eye-catching gone Go-Birds sick smell the sick investigate the Burke and Hare rooms guilt … Continue reading

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Marx’s leaflet

Take a Nietzsche off the shelf a forgotten hide at the back needs to get out there, manifest in smoke should forget the doubt in rain just walk upright and clip heels drip feed the techucated elites inside pound-shops inside … Continue reading

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crash it

Should stop listening to religious mystic mistakes then a road signed at the cross became walking feed for mortem metal grids got a pills and flaming actress vision psalms repeat for me

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Crossbowed

My this, my that catalogue capitalist hedge cutters, life taking scavenger eyes down, money burning, hard holed head primitive artillery, wooded glade, commissar Hood my marrow, my arrow thief, thief

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