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beautiful

helen was a sexbot built and programmed by gods to be given, and taken by men but… she was beautiful

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tapio-ku and bird-ku

A short collection this month, in no particular order… street cracks cars play hopscotch at twilight expectant quiet urgent is night over xanadu (after the) t/rain I watch the cracks grow farm shop a discovery of tapioca march to school … Continue reading

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a murmuration of darlings – playing the trump

Trump who has played the trump card? pyrrhus would have fled such victory how much oil to burn the unwanted? white supremacy would wash rainbows from the sky and wall out the sun twilight’s beauty a traitor to the american … Continue reading

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nothing but echoes – washed in sorrow

Traditions horned fertility of ancient gods a river of divine blessings sowing of seed was n/ever man’s responsibility I defy tradition! as my father did before me tradition a strait-laced corset about a breathless maid bed of knots and leaves … Continue reading

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A glass half empty

Volume 1 Issue 10 of Failed Haiku is out today, with over a hundred pages of ‘senryu and senryuish poetry’. I’m still reading my way through it, out of order, and so far one of my favourites is the very … Continue reading

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cold flesh on hot – how the forest burns

Humour pi quarters infinite trail of s.team… from the missing piece the hoops I jump through to avoid exercise… grammar’s a liar she lies in bed comma-toes what big teeth she has! but for a teddy bare Miscellaneous crush – … Continue reading

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the brush of petals on silken lips

The balcony is tolerable, shaded from the sun that screams forty degrees or more onto concrete and bricks. The guests are thirsty and tradition calls for beer. The guests call for beer. ‘Pivo!’ One of those words that every visitor … Continue reading

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