hyperēphania

she flicked the worms up beneath creeping skies
to light my way, twining back to her side
like wriggle-stars mining the coalface gloaming

she asked me if i wanted my freedom
i answered her nothing and i took instead
my leave, i left, a glowering ember

shambling ramble, a lurching man
i wrote pain on her tummy and worms sprang forth
i tripped on my laces, pitched into the dirt

then i stowed myself to a far flung land
in time to drink despair and salty water
through a lump of sand and keening shame

thus every language has its hidden soul
counting worms across the same dome of sky
i’ve jailed myself back where i first began

 

by TETIANA ALEKSINA & TONY SINGLE
© All rights reserved 2017

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