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Happy Death Day!

Happy Death Day!by Michael DoyleSplitting hangover starts the dayAgain and again in instant replayYou’re certain you have been here beforeFrom what’s seen, you don’t need thinking any moreDespite appearances, you won’t feel better tomorrowYour two choices are either fear or … Continue reading

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Reflections On Dorian Gray, Pt VIII: Reality’s Seams

Reflections On Dorian Gray, Pt VIII: Reality’s Seamsby Michael DoyleThere on that snow fallen black of nightIn an alley filled with guilt’s blightDorian fears the tell of tongue wagged taleThat pursues him to the gates of HellThere are dreadful things … Continue reading

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An Incident of Oxford Compilation

An Incident of Oxford Compilationby Michael DoyleIn my mind gathered so silentlyI pray against evil so vigilantlyIn the darkness of a blind alleyLost among the madmen in the galleryThough words come at me namedLanguage itself will not be tamedIt grows … Continue reading

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