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Pastiche Of The Week – Shakespeare Sonnet 147
My love is as a beaver, searching still For that which longer nurseth the damn fleas, Feeding on me and my accursed Will, The sadomasochistic appetite to please. My scratcher, … Continue reading
July 19, 2012 · 3 Comments
Pastiche of the Week
The Waist Land APRIL is the cruellest girl, breeding Brats out of her dead land, mixing Mammaries and desire, stirring Dull roots with sexual pain. Gunter kept us warm.
July 12, 2012 · Leave a Comment
Pastiche of the Week
I pondered slowly as a vache That ruminates o’er vales and hills When all at once I ate a crowd, A host, of golden daffodils; Beside the lake, beneath the … Continue reading
July 5, 2012 · Leave a Comment
