Monday, 4 July 2016


First
there was an initial apparition
a dog and a goat walking along, 
the beach, a long, curved, low pebble rubble.
Out there, grey sea
a white sail cutting 
triangle slicing the porridge coloured sky.



Next
we are are waiting to be executed.
There is great anguish at the injustice of this.
Our investigators had demanded total surveillance
and we shut our eyes.
Our executioners now demand a blank space
and we look.

In the meantime there is much paperwork to be completed. All gifts are slotted within an extensive filing system, only after this stamped and duplicated abdication can the propriety of murder proceed.


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