by TETIANA ALEKSINA & TONY SINGLE
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Tag Archives: Satan
Learn Ukrainian with Putin (Postcard Set #3)
100 WORD SKITTLE // Once Upon a Lent
God spake to me in a dream. “Arise, my son. Hasten thee to the kitchen!”
I arose. I did hasten me to the kitchen. At the fridge I did pray, “What now, Lord?”
“Bratwursts be Satan’s handiwork. Thou must cleanst thine abode of these sin sausages via fasting and supplication! And maybe a bin.”
But I ateth my filleth of them—did it matter anyway how evil be conquered? Still, I did fell to the floor in bloat and faint.
“Forgive me, Lord! Save me from your wrath! (And excess pounds…) I only did this in your Name after all!”
by TETIANA ALEKSINA & TONY SINGLE
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project pitchfork
heaven folded in on itself
when the angels dropped like anchors
and with them all hope
by TONY SINGLE
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numen mentis
there’s whale song lilting in my brain
e’er beyond a distant shore
away from the fever dreams i
had circumnavigated
to be with you
in stoic avoidance i’d
edged between foam and dune
got shipwrecked in lieu of belonging
and realised this place was ne’er home
nor bullion of promises meant for me
was it e’er only me
this resolve i had to follow you
had it e’er been the face of god
that mine hands held out to enfold
there’s waters swelling o’er that shore
nigh on the embankment of my brain
and the whale song serenade
decrying happy e’er once upons
i finally see that i was satan all along
and ‘tween these flashes of meaning i
espy twin trails o’er bleary sands
one forged with longing, the other you
anchored away from expectation
the fading proof of our story
had i e’er only been
this resolve straining for you
was it e’er truly the face of god
or mine hands beheld to the prints of darkness
by TONY SINGLE
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