1.

Slip of pen
Words sound from heart
The lot floated & sunk
When all is deleted
White expanse
As a flat pool of water
Listened to until
It shimmered as crystals
Then markings are sprinkled
As though wound will be healed

 

 

9.

Button my last utters
Red beads cracked
While breath
Through teeth blowpiped
Minute shells from lost sea
Beneath my feet deep
That gave them wealth
From it then as skin sprinkled
Now you are talking
Walking only a perimeter dished
Across flint hole
Grinding in heels
To open a forest door
Of creeper punctuation eat
All birds chant 
None will misplace
Feathers & other items
Buried be suffering diminished

 

 

4.

Vertical chute air in between zones
Lost in those streets & alleys
Social authority wilderness
Rational control of loins bushed
Exceeds maximums like trees felled
Corrosively deep seated as breath slides
In slippage copied slopes occupying
Does not displace mudslides
Began with each step
Onwards by toe erosion
Till feet inevitably disappeared
Parallel cliffs retreating
Body as head
To translate heart of thought

 

 

7.

Opposition transforms into lunar animals
Those stars you see would be sharpened teeth
Your engines running for the economy
As hunters of scarification in pursuit
Followed debts & dues
To pit trap poverty
From caverns other writings interchange
A constant darkness devours

 




 

[Ulli Freer lives in London and has been active over a number of years. He is a member of the editorial team at Veer Books. Recent publications include Recovery (Veer, 2019) and No Title (Gang Publications, 2019).]

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