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Lowercasemmmmmm

Lowercasemmmmmm

enclave

this dark dug out hollow
where the loyalties of men are honed,
says more with an empty gesture
than is ever said out loud,
they want your blood and tears
priceless drops of internal fluid,
made contrite by forced attrition
a dying soul made pallid,

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glass eye

a flaming profusion of synthetic r… and a cheeky moulded plastic face a hole in your back where my hand… to move your mouth and make you al… though no movement in those electr…
for a time machine

Through the clouds its whispers va… Of forgotten tomorrows the muse do… And drill its personified lateral… Into the ground lest the dust repl… The life walked was almost never r…
broken desire

I don’t feel the same the world moves, and I stay... sta… a desire for life that’s twisting its creaking, its gnarled wood is… I hold on to no hope
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the road to dumb-ass-cuss

God help the world because the you… Shall be the leaders of tomorrow We think we’re in the mire now Just wait for the cloud of real so… Politicians in hoodys guzzling ene…
snarls

I have no forgiveness in my heart just the tired soul of a vengeful… who’s wings were clipped long ago and behind gritted teeth snarls chained in the garden like a guard…
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lone self doubt: the assassins toy

You hide in the shadows The ones where I hide, me, myself Un sheath your weapon And glide with ease and the grace… A subtle ploy, a distraction
no time no place

Dark corners, smothering emptiness That turns the key that holds tigh… The pervasive resonance of bleak c… Corridors of patience, halls of wa… Dark crevices, smouldering embers…
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blank canvas

I bring to you a crisp white empty… so that you might paint me the wor… give me your word and I’ll spill m… to ease your controlled strokes I… with the tongue of a feline lick t…
caffeine

hold me stale my brain blows foul gale I need some assistance to fuel me steady pour me something
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lay preacher

with a face full of intermittent b… your mouth resembled a piano keybo… like headstones in an old cemetery suffering terribly with subsidence… and as you stutter and stammer
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you choke the fun from a room

your exhales are like a freezing w… as if the vacuum of space you draw… everything out to a baseline readi… you choke all the fun from a room, a spitfire heart and a tenacious c…
depth perception

it seems so far away almost out of reach, in a way, last among the tumbling thoughts that mingle; turning hearts hard, beyond all obscure leanings
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i watch you fail with a grin

What does that say about me I’d much prefer to see you fail Than to watch you bask in victory What does that say about me When I refuse to assist
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a clean shaven disease

caught between two raging storms, the clean shave of a cut throat strain, a sweep of ocean
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affray

there’s a breeze I feel about my face and frame, no location can be found but you you turn the milk sour as the mirr… the street below bustles a way awa…
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