POETRY
text by RACHAEL ALLEN
artwork by RITA ACKERMANN
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Are you
done with it?
Fly in the buttercream of a plastic
rose.
I stand where we first met
and am inconsolable.
The river was moving too quickly
and
the bloated strands of it all at once.
The river and the wires above it
shaking like a fit
that perfectly matched my mood.
Crazed moon options in the sky.
Coastal grains
solar noon.
A catastrophic resistance to
other people
that comes after a great saturation
of feeling, an adrenal failure.
I’m leaving Europe while the clouds
look British,
a catastrophic
resistance to other people that
comes after a great saturation
of feeling, an adrenal failure.
History just goes binge purge
binge purge
like me and like me it’s heart
busted by the river.
I’m knackered.
As knackered as the
Madonna della Misericordia.
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Emotions are zooed into
the borehole of…