circus- by Michael Mc Aloran

of the burnt bones and yet

the circular eye/

(absurdly)

 

in the drapery of

tears

 

sing gladioli

 

I shit

my skull my starry death

 

into a vault of

the redeem…

 

steel held

 

combustion of heart

burnt black

 

the scar’s breath given to take from absent lung

 

circus of clear blood

asking of the never/ more…

 

bound cries fettered by the obscene silence cleft still

 

till stillness

 

claimed/ undone

..

From ‘All Stepped/Undone’, published 2013, Oneiros Books…

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