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Lxnnnie Rutledzh

Lxnnnie Rutledzh

Anodyne

Obfuscating in an empyrean cumulonimbus anvil
Contiguous with some rakish air worn by the sun
Fed wild through actuality; leaving wise men still;
For immunity to the gods,  frames the holiest one.

(2014)

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Autres oeuvres par Lxnnnie Rutledzh...
So, I’ve decided.

Someday I’m going to build a rope… and hang my thoughts in the attic. And sleep like a lightning bug smeared across a yellow wiffle-bal… Someday long after that,
Crystal Blisters

This puzzle is missing the weirdes… The eyes of the monkey. We appreciate your cooperation With our employees As they carry out their duties;
Slag House

Basking in smut Like a shot to the head, Fingernails clean, doused in red Rather you’d wage your war instead Till every last one of your soldie…
Darwin’s Café

I will— believe you to death oh, wondrous one! Till no one is left under the sun.
Sleight

Trailing off the desperate landfil… Into my very own lesser known hall… I wind mine through the wind in th… Should you happen to blow by; I’l…
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Half Full Circles

Raping paper and wasting ink Attempting to bag the bubbles I think, Or thunk—but I stunk or I think—that I stink—
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The Fuck in Which They Gave

(The whole point to why he did it, Was not that he gave a fuck— But rather, To explicate the fuck in which he… He said….
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Here

With the laugh of madness For the love of God We bathe in sadness A delicate facade A carnal spell
Delucid

My time is infinite, my blood is t… My eyes are old as they witness de… Objective and obvious, clear and q… The truth may be strange but it fi… Writhing in your will, eyeing the…
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Flibbertigibbet

In the spirit of dire news he’s holed his old souls! Walking so hard and so long through the coals. But you cannot master fire
Flat Affect

Holy white and gutter green, Wicked trance ablaze unseen, The will of the dire in sad routin… Blasted black infernal machine. Nothing is there
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Posthumous Wrath

I’m a professional acid caster. A fucking disaster. I feel so alive when I’m killing the american drea… They made me stand
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Follow That

It follows to say I thought what… But nothing arrived and time was n… If only the space in which I have… Came back to conquer my authored s… I might well be on my way to where
Solace

Sinking yet rising with mighty suspension impeccable snowflake of
Buddha’s Sister

Dreams are escape from the undergr… I overdose and write it down— Reality comes From all around; Look at this pretty flower I’ve f…
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