Wormwood Scrubs by Steven J. Fowler

Wormwood scrubs

 

to Anselm Hollo

 

 

o my best friend

bones

if i should die

 

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all those emails unanswered

might be a tiny ear

in the palm

 

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on wormwood

that’s why

holding you so lovely

 

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its

almost always

a love poem here

 

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command is given

& we’re clan

free above the wall

 

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before where the lion teases an army

its more silky

as it lifts its tail to the whores!

 

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to have to two wives

two sisters / two mothers

& three dragons

 

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there, a lucky king

a crown of fur

a spaced wolf battle growl

 

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how did you get those

bruises?

       sport

 

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singing to me about eye colour

performance poet

lublin isnt dublin

 

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& the feelings in the heart

of feelings

but 12 year old nearly dead through self starvation

 

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refusing potassium pills

the only way to stop the father

is to kill him

 

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there is nothing pathetic

about her

she doesnt panic

 

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what colour need a spoon be

when bored into thick

in order to stir shit as a profession

 

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the city a snake

turns out a shark

doom, the house rises up into a dragon

 

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o my david

butler & friend & best man

you’re nothing on my wife

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were it not for an old bear

reading

we would free miniature licence

 

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to wed

just days from that old letch

informing us how love we are

 

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& will be

apart from everybody

because ain’t we not like them

 

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a crocodile bird

a line of matamatas

surviving videos, like wolves

 

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borobudur from the outset

there are two discretions

the first on objection

 

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I was olivia

nicolescu

& I make suicide