4:58

bloodshot

eye plates raw
by fork scratch,

strained sight
through yolk string
lens,

light trimmed and
re-sown past
knives of loose
roof fan,

shit block mashes
pillow- stale gum
worked ‘tween old
bones,

retch at neighbours’
white trash scaling
nose-hairs like
worm vines,

fixing to corners,
dead bats come
spring,

flat to the ghastly,
scarfed too many
grizzled bites,

creep cautious-
widows of ceaseless
numb nights.

© Anthony Gorman 2018

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