circus- by Michael Mc Aloran

the curly mind linguistically innovative poetry - weird & risky

of the burnt bones and yet

the circular eye/


in the drapery of


sing gladioli

I shit

my skull my starry death

into a vault of

the redeem…

steel held

combustion of heart

burnt black

the scar’s breath given to take from absent lung

circus of clear blood

asking of the never/ more…

bound cries fettered by the obscene silence cleft still

till stillness

claimed/ undone


From ‘All Stepped/Undone’, published 2013, Oneiros Books…

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