Adam

July 28, 2008
By Sarah Jayne Kipling, County Durham, ZZ

He walks in to holy organ riot
Serpent sway
Unlined mouth
Agitation
That cracks the clay
Where the chieftain lies
“Teach me how to raise the dead,” I say
His arms open into a porch

He pulls me back
Cawing
No fleeting mayfly backwards glance
A foetal world
Back, still further back
Into himself
Searingly plain and shocked and open
Dark like a dead child’s birthday
Rain has yet to be imagined
Inside the earth we climax
Eyeless

Seconds resume

He walks away
Just that
He walks away



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