Stainless Unmarked Sky, from Myths of Multiplicity by pd lyons, the runner up for the 2014 erbacce prize for poetry


Stainless Unmarked Sky

Single bed against a powder green wall
Magazine photos yellow cellophane taped
Favourite red t-shirt no underwear
30/06 lever action
Blue barrel fingerprints
Weevil tick toes
A Fly between the glass hums
Until heat makes everything
Even outside
Still.

Beneath that shirt
Each little island bump
Up to where if a boy
An Adams apple‘d be.
Knee steady, butt-end
On a white board floor
Spidering fingers
Raw cotton breath
Knowing it’s loaded
Stainless unmarked
Alone in that room

Sky.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

where does sky begin

Myths of Multiplicity by pd lyons, the runner up for the 2014 erbacce prize for poetry

Myths of Multiplicity by pd lyons, the runner up for the 2014 erbacce prize for poetry

 

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