what will- by Michael Mc Aloran

the night’s claim

sudden as

 

restless death in fields of shattered glass

 

and the reek of air

lest shadow be/

 

I asked of

 

the cadaver mist of silences absences

 

(claimed/ yes or no)

 

I take from the dogs what will/ what will feeding/

feeding

 

fucking the life

from the idle light’s

 

indifference

..

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

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