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ButcherBelial
ButcherBelial 13 Jun 2015 Tag: Introversions

A The Sovereign Worth Blues

Meeting our minds in the grips of our check-mates (passed) we heat & pawn ‘pon the royal dawn: & yer a makeshift minx on a bold magnum yonder. You’re a snake of song by the rule of a peeling end (as God as my witness I’m a careless whisper...

ButcherBelial
ButcherBelial 20 Jan 2012 Tag: Introversions

A Purgatory

Half a mind to morning swill. Purging shine on tic or clock. Angry stave of oddment dawn. Days do wrench in nerve & bile. Piecework prize of chill & sigh. Damn a soul to dusken brush. Stinging blaze in jackleg grace. Rack rent sky on rebuilt brain. Night of ice & empty wile....

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