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the keening

I lie alone with the / moon.

her love

lying in his cold wooden / house / he speaks no / words,

love

as boiling / water poured over naked / flesh / is / love; / it scars / before it / kills, / and tortures us / inside.

city, part two

(Mature)

city, part one.

…thus are they all / bereaved, in misery / unrelieved.

syncopation

the city / lights / lie like / corpses, / while mute mannequins / stare prissily

The Face

The face / substantial as a pumpkin, / real as / ice.

ILL

loneliness / is a / smog / that / wriggles / inside of / me;

grief

(Mature)
Looking For The Babies by darkvampire Voiceless by darkvampire Woman, Know Thy Place. by darkvampire

child

once my / belly was as full as the / moon,
Plenty of Opportunities for the Young. by darkvampire If Only We'd Got It Right by darkvampire Conversion by darkvampire

the bird

this morning / I found a dead / gull / in the bird-bath in my / garden.

the empty walls

the faces on the empty / walls / don’t understand;

scarecrow

the sharp / blade / thrust in and / out;

suck

memories like swarming / bats / fill her head as on her / knees / she performs the / ritual.

violation

it is a / windswept place, / the cold air biting with iron / jaws.

the promise

a promise from my lover is / the glass upon the floor;

black babies

time makes heaps of / earth, / covered with / flowers / in shapes of the / starving.

in the morning

in the morning I / awake / before you; the / smell of your sleep intoxicates / me,

on the death of a child

as the soft bird

dragon

two windows, opaque and / grey, strangle the / sunligh

Walk

I was walking over the Lakeland fells. / (I suppose I had been that way before / But never, I think, at spring lambing-time). / The grass p…

terminal

lying in anaesthetised / sheets of snow, / she palely, patiently / waits,

pestilence (part three)

along many foul / alleyways; up / cracked and broken / steps: / a dwarfish creature,

pestilence (part two)

here crawls one on / bandaged stumps, a wooden / block in either hand / against wearing out / hands as well as / feet.

pestilence (part one)

the city sleeps. / sin rises like a dirty / vapour from off the crazed / paving stones / and permeates the darkness

soldier

sadness and regret / fall / like dirty grey / snow upon the stiffening / corpse

rags

the ragged girl / walks up the steps / of the / theatre with dirt-stained / feet, her bare / flesh / on the stone / like the slap of we…

this, then, is the night.

this, then, is the night,

cliffs

the rain does not wet her, nor the / sun give / warmth.

the morning after

your mouth exhaling / golden / ampersands

In The Alleyway

In the alleyway two dirty feet stick / out of a cardboard box like twin / kangaroos

people

grinding their sharp yellow / teeth / like the scavengers they / are.

crack

curled up / in the police cell / like a poisoned / rat or a dry / leaf / he looks only / inward.

a lie

a lie is like / my lover’s / lips / blood is on / her / finger tips

she sits on dark grass

she sits on dark / grass, / like a migrating / bird with a broken wing, / calling his name.

locked

it is a windswept / house; yet / still.

cold mother

she sits alone in the turgid / darkness, her swollen breasts / full as a gourd, empty as / sin;

Stillborn

In the clinging mist / she knows no words but death

lovers

the mirrors are empty and / the clocks tick through / floors of ice,

date rape

crouching in a corner, / like a pale / patient spider, / he waits / for her

I

I have you stuffed on a / wall of my house; in a cabinet / made of dark glass and human / flesh.

no time

it sat there alone in its perspiring / womb.

Voodoo Doll

(Mature)

Mengele

I dreamed of you / the other night, / and the way / you left a trail / of dead children

Who

Her face barely above the water / The dead girl floated like a poisoned fish.

Rope

It was my fault you lost your job; / I must have been some pointy-hatted / Sorcerer who had bewitched you,

why is the sky so silent

one of the higher / branches lifts its bony / fingers in benediction or a / curse,

when

you surrendered to / me early on, your body / pale and / shaking.

Christmas?

another Christmas has / gone; / it / slipped out of the / door when we weren’t / looking.

somewhere

somewhere / a drowned / man / walks along / the / shore, bemoaning the dry / land on which he / walks.

magic feet

(Mature)

dark mirrors

I have walked by grey / rivers / and heard the / weeping of women.

apostles of the streets

the streets, / empty / as a killer’s / dream, gape like / the dispossessed.

labyrinth

you come to me at / dusk / with the faces of old / lovers / tattooed on your / breasts

beast

(Mature)

the visitor

this morning I / woke up with / you.

The Wall

When they tried to knock down the old house, first / They left a shell;

I have seen

(Mature)

newborn

your mouth gaped like an empty purse, / head fragile as this morning’s egg.

child

(Mature)

the owl

(Mature)

the mirrors inside my head

(Mature)

faces

(Mature)

the city wakes

(Mature)
Her First Lesson by darkvampire

blinded by the light

you stare at us in / sepia / through the TV / screen of / history

the lake

the trees / watch / slyly and in / silence / as the oars shake / off / the clinging / lake

Your Letters

(Mature)

childless

(Mature)

the table outside her room

they found / her / one afternoon:

terrorist

I held the / explosive / close, / like a fragile / baby

time

(Mature)

siren

(Mature)

sorrow

(Mature)
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