They escorted him to a quarry-
Physically, lackadaisically-
And knifed him in the yard,
in the heart.
Within his impervious glance a silent
Figure of a man, lifting impish hands,
Occasionally witnessed by the dying mob.
A beaten-blood dripping from his cankered toes,
Having walked endlessly for the past year,
Year and a few.
They delivered him to the air and
Screened his cloth for extra gear.
Last whimper of breath enclosed by
The nimble fingers at his throat;
Well, it's never the brave that easily go.
What life left absorbed into a
Seeping canescence, those haggard
Palpitations of a gormless victim
Dithering in the rot.
A sack of brittle motion still.
Heroic in the cowardly wind.
They knifed him in the yard,
In the heart,
And bought snow to cover him in.
O.J. Wilks
Brilliant, haunting. Reminds me of Orwell's short story 'A Hanging' a bit. X
ReplyDeleteI have accidently stumbled across your blog, and I certainly must admit that I am quite affected by the mood, darkness and lonely eeriness of the poetic imagery presented. I am curious, is this blog a collaborative work by several artists? If so, is there a collective purpose or direction behind the works presented, or is the common theme a similar or convergent sensibility on the part of the various collaborators?
ReplyDeleteLovely and mysterious work - thanks for posting. Bob
Hello Bob,
ReplyDeleteThanks for your comments. It's a collection by 4 artists writing about most themes. There's no particular purpose, we're just using this space as a breeding ground for ideas/written thoughts. Glad you like it. A.T.
definitely my favourite. what inspired all this? I like the more lyrical, story driven shit. you sound distant and cold (as the writer) but i feel pretty bad for the poor fella which, deliberate or not, is a nice jarring contrast. D.B.B
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ReplyDeleteOops, sorry, I didn't see all these comments. It was written pretty much immediately after reading the end of The Trial by Kafka. It affected me rather well, and I though the mood and setting of that final scene would sit effectively in verse-form. Glad you like it.
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