Retracted Pride
//Back when drizzle of
rain, only heard, straight through
failing to break this.
That false those statements,
superiority we
attempt, backs straightened with contact,
failing to break this
spill over like broken so reliant upon
from rotting
barrels.Those faces against grey mass
of steel the pavements
and promises of ill....straight
through the sober
minute, they slowly echo toilet
wall, stifle vulgar
patch-work in all-consuming flag;
they sit complacent,
but we have now all of maintenance,
and float yet refuse,
the shop doors to those faces tempting
fate, each crumbling
with mandrakes the cobble stones
from pollen never redeemable....
weeping wound, that
hangover soliloquies
ring that tears without protest.
now as dark as feet
nimble, mounted tables decades
was now slowly,
brittle as still within homes, those
flowers and walls
recited, faulty ruse dusts over any
uneven by design, that
light now basking; finally mastered//
Strewn
Back drop of tire torn
green cross roads
splitting horizon, the
steel balconies
clamped on orange
brick new builds,
black spray-paint not
yet faded over
wood. Circular mud patches,
chairs
strewn heavily; wicker
baskets empty
among holes, faded
flag of carpet at
half mast practising
indolence; mattered
ends, melted blue
plastic seeped out
through concrete,
cracked like lake beds
dry, ash like blue
glimmer through twigs,
brick turret unarmed,
tires looped in
carcasses as yet
eviscerated without rot.
Everything just about
questioned outside;
can and bottle, melded
aluminium harmony
without melody,
warning in splashed yellow;
excessive voltage.
Smudge of Ash
Embedded within
favours
pressure points in ribs
each finger caught in
sharpened
edges, that reach;
muscles struggle
at the best of times.
bulbs remain lit,
remotely excusable
pernicious doctrine,
related back
without haste.
Jonathan Butcher is a
poet based in Sheffield. He has had work appear in various print and online
publications including: Popshot, Ex-Ex Literature, The Transnational, Sick-Lit,
Drunk Monkeys, The Morning Star, Mad Swirl and others. He edits the online
poetry journal 'Fixator Press', through which his third chapbook, 'Corroded
Gardens' was published.
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