epistle by Reuben Woolley

I am not a silent poet

was silence
in questions , in crimson
beyond & someone’s christ
had no mercy . give sons
give daughters
. it could’ve stopped
before / it’s time
to die completely . i want
celestial organs for fuck’s sake

. stupid laughter
not angels
not here . auschwitz
hasn’t finished yet
& of the dead nothing neither
. they write no letters

WoolleyChap04Cover illustration by Sonja Benskin Mesher

For the refugees and those who didn’t escape.
This is from my chapbook, dying notes, published by Erbacce Press:

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