Thursday, December 22, 2016

Magdalena Ball #38: Clocking off Misery

Clocking off Misery

I’ve just clocked off misery
put away the ice
the mother wound
my imaginary friends
both horned
who like to remind me
how hard-done by
with their pretty images
of blood and shards

they’ll be there when I need them
always, the dark sisters
whispering their snake poison
sensory overload
when all I want is sleep

right now the air has softened
Wonga Pigeons and
Brown-Cuckoo Doves
graceful, low among the trees
foraging for grit on the forest floor

could care less about shame
crickets and eucalyptus
the scent of holiday
night draws in
reminding me
to notice.

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