not here
i´ve faded
into shade black-holing
under waters
i’m bleeding myself alive
again
grasping
for this new throat
will breathe me back
from here i am not seen
& i’ll sing
the new figures
these flights of leather
faces / salt survivors
i shall remember
hands
lost
falling
from splinters
soon i say
a sun
in a new sky
& i shall sleep
sing me a song
where the paths go
fluid
the tide folds back
& here our dead
in clear pools
so many
i do not know them all
so you post vitreol, a highly corrosive, dense, oily liquid,
H2SO4, colorless to dark brown depending on its purity and used to manufacture a wide variety of chemicals and materials …
is that what you really think. they do indeed have mobile phones,
nice clothes, as do we all .they also have family, feelings and the right
to be.
some had family ,feelings, babies,
the right to be.
don’t you read the news, the details.
some have drowned.
sbm.
reubenwoolley 