Babe, I’m gonna leave you

the ginger ale-drunkard
is throwing pebbles against rocks
outside the extinct pub
with averted windows
nobody knows of his wishes

Think of death
says the cemetery gate
I imagine myself thinking
then paint my lips bright red and pierce
rotting bladder wrack in my pocket
with sharpened finger nails

and so I enter the world
today I will concern everybody
nobody concerns me

Old Eagle, London 2011

Old Eagle, London 2011

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