Earthenware Poem by Saul McCandless

Earthenware



I'm bored
Of this lure
It's boring me at all intersections

These satellites whirring round my skull
Peeled back scalp to intake
Notepads filled with slavery

Jux...
ta...
pos...
ition.

Infiltrating
Nitrates
Sodomy
Flanges and hubs.
Snubbing reverence and copious detail.

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Saul McCandless

Saul McCandless

Co. Down, N. Ireland
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