Wednesday, 2 September 2026

from 'attributes', 2011, reissued 2025

 



Play-
 
 
Day by day
 
Graves vibrate a little less
 
The children play upon fresh grass
 
 
===
 
 
Betrayal-
 
 
Some exist too much
 
There is too much death
 
In their silences
 
The mirror betrays their night
 
 
===
 
 
Ever-
 
 
The stones crack under the nights sky
 
This desert is bone dust ashen
 
The ruptures gather as fragrant words
 
Ever garrotted by nothingness
 
 
===
 
 
Act-
 
 
Meat slavery that I do not want
 
Bone immodesty I piss blindly into night
 
 
Something else will never be
 
I must act accordingly
 
 
===
 
 
Ending-
 
 
Haven
 
Dredge spit to look is to tear out the eyes
 
And that is before
 
The worst possible ending ensues
 
 
===
 
 
As If-
 
 
Anguish rarely changes it’s colouring
 
Against which joy pisses itself
 
As if it were freedom
 
 
===
 
 
Close-
 
 
The roving eye
 
Steel drawn in incommunicable light
 
A bell chimes in the skull like trinket
 
The curtains draw to a close
 
 
===
 
 
Nothing-
 
 
Never to have seen elsewhere
 
Or some other absence
 
The sky will suffice
 
Nothing should suffice
 
 
===
 
 
Rupture-
 
 
Sometimes the laughter
 
Spits flame ash and blood
 
And in that rupture
 
Anguish ever ready for our silence
 
 
===
 
 
Not-
 
 
Distant
 
Somewhere somewhere else
 
The seas break beneath the sky
 
And you are alone
 
Remember that you bleed breathe
 
No it is not enough
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from 'attributes', 2011, reissued 2025

  Play-     Day by day   Graves vibrate a little less   The children play upon fresh grass     ===     Betrayal-     Some exist too much   T...