Tragicomedy

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PENNY FARTHING

Considered by the city as a local bike
This poor girl had a name she didn't like
Having a...

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Absinthe Makes the Heart...

Absinthe Makes the Heart Grow Fonder

Please, gimme a drink, mate, I wanna get drunk.
I gotta get wasted ‘til I fall down— kerplunk!...

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Clown of the Dead

Clown of the Dead

My hands around my neck are pathetic
between my fingers blue flames, devours me
to release...

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Counterpart

Counterpart

On the table
salt and pepper
side by side
complement meals
Give people the...

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Tragic Tarot Truths

Tragic Tarot Truths

The gypsy took the silver
like ancient Arabs who read
arrows and
quiver or
...

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water dance...

water dance...

we keep swimming; we swim to survive, we swim
away from each other. Will I die if I stay down here...

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N.Y.E.

N.Y.E.

Flashes of 2 vestal virgins
in tank tops and boxing gloves
splashing catty punches
in...

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Hindley Street

Hindley Street

Friday night, it’s one loud loop
from hospital to dayem! drunken
brawl scene and black-eye...

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Kettle's Boiled

Kettle's Boiled

(i)
The spiral continues
despite the dips
where I return to
my obsessions...

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Seeking Freedom

Seeking Freedom

“Pterodactyls are extinct”, she said
But that’s what I want to be
I want to be that

“...

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Prevalence Of Purposelessness

Prevalence Of Purposelessness

Early in life worthlessness prevailed employ
ying gnawing, infecting thought processes
did...

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Mr Death Goes a Reaping

Mr Death Goes a Reaping

How lucky we are in the Western world,
See us stride across the stage,
Brandishing our flags...

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Blood~Curse...

Blood~Curse...

Because I have done this, cursed am I
loyal servant of the Dark Lord; I am cursed
on my...

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DRIVING SO FAST

DRIVING SO FAST

Please overtake me if you're in such a hurry
I have plenty of time so please don't worry
...

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In the stillness of the night

Walking in the darkness
Of the stillness of the night
The clock strikes midnight
in...

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irregardless

Its the conversation, not the point, that makes it worthwhile,
Why else bother ?
The great...

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Chewed to Death

Chewed to Death

Trust is like a pencil eraser,
one end removes mistakes,
the other pens a better outcome,...