a poem by Michael Mc Aloran

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I bleed into your stretched wound
the gilded beauty of the blade

a lightbulb shatters
the room extinguished

the darkness
gleams

tonight we may nail up our truths to
the cross

our flesh like tide to break upon laughter
upon silence

the earth a mere theatre
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© by Michael Mc Aloran

 
Gutter Eloquence Magazine ~ Issue #6 ~ November 2009