2011

 

#9-

 

Sky vault

A meat hook’s echoing

Bled wind’s caress

Knock upon a gilded tide

Shimmer of breath

Steel shaft

Burnt black silences

Flesh/ collapse/ 

Sun exhaled

 

#10-

 

Ash

Bloody ash

Dread

Lapse unto

None

But spoken

Head or

Spiral rapture

Seethe

Spit of the sun’s emptiness

Dredge never to

Retrace

 

#11-

 

Assassin waste

Lapse until

Until foraging

 

(Shit of

The pulse’s echoing…)

 

#12-

 

Scar

Headless altar

At the foot of

Spasm

Walls of laughter 

Idle shadows following

Head of candied

Night

Skinned ashen

Pageantry

Of ghost limbs

 

#13-

 

Shroud

Cut cloud of winds

Emptily

Step without trace

Womb of skull

Bile

Bite the jugular

Fading hands of silent

Cull of

Spoken of

Nestle of a cadaver’s

Tune

Ice of night

Breathen to fall

 

#14-

 

Obliterated

The laughter of night

Death again

Again the laughterling

Spun web of

Arachnid emptiness

Dark all

Silence of broken glass

I shitting upon

I sweating the coldness

Of dead eyes

The rain cries out and

I feed upon

Breaking the bone breath

 

#15-

 

Snare biting at

The lung

Absence without

Colour

Hammer of split light

And the blood

Drained

The shadow emptied

Stripping the skin

Of light

Spasm of expelled

Breath

The hand emptied

Silenced

 

#16-

 

Syringe tears

At the edge of the

Sun’s jugular

Spitting out the dead

Teeth of hollowed

Purpose

Now and forever

Rasp of raw blush/ scythe

Body ablaze

Body of sand

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now available: 'stun dark hollow' (Incunabula 2026)

 

'...no there what of it once never as what it yes or no cyclic as solace ever in what else of which given to recoil where once was haven of disclosure never of yet of where once all spoken no yet yes as bleed it all from severance severed to bone sharp reek all sung as if it were nothing of which zone of which whereof till closure entity meat to unspoken of redeemed till lapse what forage weight of eye where breath once of whereof silence allwhile drag weight what of echo-echo what of what now in of where to be is to where none abounds parameter distance is shit in one’s shoes drag of it all have it all at a loss suffocate of entity breathless a room’s lack taste where in of which where eye is of forsaken all spoken for/ as of which/ breakage subtlety of/ for how

 silence of expel of intake of night it to elapse where to once what of elect to din of soundless echo echo nullity blank space tone dead lapse of eye until whereby of fallen shadow long vacant ever of closure of some nothing ever there in an absence of/ where to recoil breakage no what term of dislodge collapse shudder shatter wordless soundless broken never answer tidal atrophic lapse it of what long & all what sung from derelict absolve lack of intake desire for once that never other ever than obsolete devour colourless in laughter of which a collision bathe in black waters closed shores where flesh abides all fallen forage no all forage fallen nothing to remark upon lapse all to having in dread of hour upspoke forgotten of in of else some distance none...'

a collaboration of text & image between DM Mitchell & I, available here

forthcoming from Incunabula

 

from DM Mitchell & Michael McAloran

from 'vault', (2010), reissued 2026, (Incunabula)

 

smear-

rat’s tooth

bone kiss

sea of marrow

sea of flesh

a blackened sky through

which the carnival rides

a bleached moon

salve of no purpose

a retort

scraped from the banquet

of the skull

in my dreaming I die

meat dissolving in frozen light

the blade bites deep

strikes vein

kiss of the skyline

words retract into flesh erased by

the depths of the void

bone tooth

sea of rats

kiss of marrow

sea of flesh

in my dreaming my death-stripped flesh

burning to ashes

a black vault opens

the eyes roll back

a taste of blood

a smear

of electric light

assassin-

the winds have

 absolved

the assassin

walls

breaking from the

corners of

the finality of the sky

churned flesh gutters like

a final flame

the teeth rip the skull to

shredded laughter

the meat of the impoverished

tongue wilts in the

after-birth

of desire’s quarry

the nothingness of listless stone

whispers

the breath expired escapes

like a whipped canine

the assassin walls shed frugal tears

the cracked skin of nothing ever

splits beneath the veils

wordless smiles devoured traced by the

skin of the dark

the cold weight etched

void of elixirate

of purity

the Shadow breathes in endlessly

burning grating flesh

at the edge of the abyss

the true laughter of denuded ice

words the eviscerations that

the silence feeds upon

as the silence

erases

grave-digger-

obliterated sun

a jugular bled

beneath the shadow

of night’s sky

a bulb of laugher

birthing

in the

delight of death

the breath is night also

a harlequin desire

in a gilded locked cage

the sequins of the winds drag

the entrails

from the blood-streaked dark

a collision of bone the charity laid to waste

in a labyrinth of laughter

the fingers trace the edge of the blade

skull of exhumed particles of rotting blood-

soaked sands

laid to rest in the death of X.

(X. reeks of filth in the silent amber of

The artificial light)

a shattered window of existence fades out

the embalming night endless peels from the earth...

a smear of the grave-digger

vibrating

in violent coloured smiles

vibrating

in violent coloured smiles

draped shroud of atrophic wasted funereal tears.

available here

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now available - 'vault', Incunabula 2026

 

here

Some pieces from 'all shadow sung' - Incunabula Media 2026

originally published under the title 'the elsewhere none', in Var(2x) 

also from 'all shadow sung'

from 'all shadow sung' @ Var(2x)

 

Here: Var(2x): Michael Mc Aloran, all shadow sung

You can find the book, here

'in circling light' - Incunabula Media

 

'in circling light', a new collaborative work by DM Mitchell & Michael McAloran

Incunabula Media

Some Oneiros Books' titles from 2011 onwards...

 

A number of earlier titles by me still available via my Oneiros Books' page. There are a couple of free downloads also available...

The New Poetics - Dr. Arthur Broomfield - Incunabula Media 2025

 

New book by Dr Arthur Broomfield (gentleman and scholar)

'The New Poetics' - a short but perceptive take on the current position of the poetic scene, with a specific focus on the work of Michael McAloran.

"We may be living in a defining epoch in which continental philosophy, quantum physics, and post-Beckett fiction are not merely colliding but converging. Each field contributes to the creation of a revolutionary new poetics. Each seeks not to represent reality, but to present the ungraspable moment of presence itself. Why the need for a new poetics, why now? Across history, the birth of a new poetics has shaken the old order - Augustans to Romantics, Victorians to Modernists - each renewal driven by a lone voice or a restless movement unwilling to settle for what had calcified. The same restlessness drives this moment. "

Find it here;

https://incunabulamedia.com/poethicks