(blackout – or in this case, silverout – poetry)
(source: RSPB, Autumn 2014)
unusual knowledge
overpowered me
in darkness –
receptive to evil
i can’t tell
the difference.
sun/shadow
good/bad
alternating forever
in a cage
with a wire screen
hallucinate effigies
to starve your beauty.
beware the first
principle of anti-choice:
bland words, no life,
accepting torn sex
as your birthright.
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Source texts:
Solitude by Anthony Storr
‘PCP’ by Manic Street Preachers
‘No Love Lost’ by Joy Division
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This piece originally appeared in the second post of the Found Poetry Collaboration at ArtiPeeps.