Tuesday, 30 March 2010



Are you pleased my dear
at how I was born this morning
outside your eyelids
in the neighbouring abyss?

I emerged victorious from nothing
and prepared the world
for breakfast.

I will wait for your clean
plate to ask:

if I only sang in prayer
if I only spoke to question

did I ever lie?
by a wild creature
picture: amazing art by Meredith Dittmar

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