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Friday 9 May 2014

Antony Hitchin

Footprints

slash anguish
fear bled ember
lapsing
footprints
slashed eye analogous to sweetness of shadow indent

scar
intoxication
wound light of

sunshine headless tryst
corridors of low black severed dead –
viscid

taste laughter
collapse unbroken endless
jackal
footprints…

I want out
 

out
to
play…

stun breath
zero
attrition

attention!
I reach emptier throat
foreign
            dreaming

rope mark
dead


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Wound

fuck 
subtle 
       severed 
opiated 
petals 
wiping out traces of rotten stone dread – of ever having 
flesh

occult 
castrated 
foreign 
        seared 
nothing designed 

lapse 
bloodless desire

ice reek 
drunk emblem 
curtains broken wound 
discharge drawing 
divides – 
knife in hand

dread absent 
cataract fist feeds 
fingers wound whispers 

acrid children’s shadows
made of flesh bitten room.

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In-between the Vertebrae… [Hunger]
 

Fish filth clot
words drift restless shit
the hunger for breath as of time
the scum of dissipation
skins vibrate fragmented – clear cut nihilo
 

eye for…(annihilation)
bodies blind
hungry for earth
clotted un-
spun
cast upon shadow’s null void
the pissoir in the dark fag-end open birthing violet…
 

I’m hungry colours/other
bile of foreign meat stun of
occult blood
in-between the vertebrae
spinning irredeemable musk
gagged

murmuring loveless


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Reek
 

Black-light painted [spitting out] distances
machine of opiate nothing flesh [for the room, Ian Curtis]
im[possible] spumes of I
torn out smoke not yet claimed – echo-echo –
she [h]as a man
 

trades of lacking
taken up thy silence like radioactive light
like myself you’re bones, heart and convulsive sting – 

a teeth line wound
 

ice-pick for innards
all remain Lord in taste of false theatre
burnished by your glint of zero eye worship died:

pulse
desolate
ever the rub reek of rot flesh

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Returning Echo [Uninhabited Circuit]
 
bled distant aching flesh vacant atrophic vision slashed burned nowhere… cruising time socket the drift vulture flying unknown indelible vortices the camera is the lock the phlegm breath blindness uninhabited circuit returning echo cut dead it fingers nausea fucks a bloodless sky ashen children black milk written
[to be given…]
fingers flying unknown vortices nausea fucks indelible blindness camera is the nowhere distant written black given… ashen uninhabited circuit no socket the children slashed burned cruising time of vacant milk returning bled drift vulture breath bloodless echo cut dead aching flesh atrophic

1 comment:

  1. love the way the (by comparison) long line
    "wiping out traces of rotten stone dread – of ever having "
    works against petals and flesh

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