Simon McLean

pulse

remembering

vocabulary

break

down

bird’s

wing

way you have

with beasts

& martyrs

we are slaves

to movement

watch

rapace glide

gaze

with eyes

closed

first

to last

out

in field

in forest

desecrated 

water

pass 

through

haunted 

hieroglyphs

hewn by horse

in horse’s

hours

forgive flight

what

of wing

need nectar

now

all 

on knees

remember

exact details

place 

purpose

ancestral 

self stained

be 

my twin

weep

longitudes 

& latitudes

fall

go on

ring bells

for birds

keep

on going

ceremony

of remembering

arteries

still

torrential

watch water

spill

sleep forever

in forest

with fallen

from depths

you cannot see

sea remembering

whoever we were

we are

créatures

so cruel

leave us

alone

open carcass

some day

or other

night

night

knows 

night

Christopher Barnet

Christopher Barnet

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