Lay the bow of pearl apart by Sarah Enright
Not For Sale
Analogue collage | 29.7 x 42
The odious smoke of change, white knuckling
Herein the most vicious lashing, these death throes of scoundrels
There is a dream we didn’t remember to write down
an incantation of lies’ disintegration
Dignity? Care? Scurrying RATS!
Can’t get it up anymore, me bowel, the pain, these pubes
Fear not fellas
And slip the coming waves over your shoulder
Gods dissolve
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