Poems by Timothy

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  • Libel (3) 3

    A hunch awoke my silent night
    as I swept up the remains of...

  • My teacher said it was the 'great Art';
    sausage-fingered and gravy gargoyled...

  • I
    As a man, I am bound unto my last breath...

  • Listen now, Boy,
    I must not be ignored...

  • Why must you make me your slave?
    You are not God, and even if you were...

  • "Full steam ahead
    and dead&quot...

  • Tossed.
    Like a coin or a phallic...

  • Poynings. (2) 1

    Found gutted on a lonely cobbled street,
    Fastened with blood and soil was...

  • Tambura (1) 2

    What withered Frenchman plucks a courtesy
    For a dream about a crimson road with a rich...

  • Why is it that underpaid bus drivers wave to each...
    When his/her colleague drives by...

  • Eggshell eyes are scooping next to browsing crowds
    Of helium-attached nausea problems from seventh...

  • Milling isn't the best of sorts,
    nor is he the sort of man who'd...