Inflation: We Are Safe
Bankers eating plates of children
And the proletariat gutting silly idealisms
For their frivolous self-righteous-modern-
The maggot in the decomposing gums
Raping the sadness –
In your lens, Myra Hindley is a backward saint.
In the spit
It sodomised and bludgeoned
All of what made it,
A misanthrope –
God’s hands were blood stained when its mother cried.
Hence, the noose, the torn rope…
A Brutal Fucking Smacking
A bruised face tells the truth
That we as human beings
Tend to the suffering
In order to seek meaning in the flesh
And its questionable existence.
Inseparable is the marriage of martyrdom and human brutalism –
Every act of violence is a menacing mirror
To what we find as glorious, possessive and frightening.
A Bloodbath Makes More Sense Than The Sign of The Cross
Sisyphus stitch marks on my hands,
Prometheus in the ether
Chewing deities of my salvation
To a mass of discarded meat.
Just when I thought God may have answered one of my silly prayers.
Craig Podmore is from Manchester, UK. Erbacce-Press published his first book, I Am a Gun in 2009 and his second collection entitled The Abattoir Heavens and The Holy Ghost back in mid 2010. Most recently, his first full-length poetry collection with NeoPoiesis Press, Love Notes From A Soldier’s Diary was released in the summer of 2011. Also, he has currently self-published his first novella, The Symmetries of Pain and another full length poetry collection entitled The Hell in Me, the Hell in You is on the way soon with S A M Publishing. His material has also appeared in Gloom Cupboard, The Plebian Rag, The Scottish Poetry Review, Epic Rites, Ditch, Poetry, Danse Macabre, Calliope Nerve, Horror, Sleaze, Trash, Sein Und Werden, Sex and Murder Magazine, Gutter Eloquence, Ten Pages Press, Mad Rush Magazine and Fashion for Collapse. Craig is also a photographer and filmmaker.