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By MELISSA HANSEN, on 20-07-2008 10:06

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i remember when


i remember when i am dead
and a ghoul might distractedly
nibble my stubby fingers.

i hope they are crunchy
between his tapering teeth,
and he takes a few to sustain him

on the deep descent to his burrow
where he may save my hollow
bones in unhallowed ground.

better be meat between a ghoul's
teeth than a humble soul
gobbling god's goodness

in that ghastly codependency -
a god who depends on you and me
is a frightfully feeble being

though fine by cross-dressing Rilke
apparently -
(it seems he had different preferences than me)



continued...




Stockholm sky


the sky over Stockholm is heavy with memories
not clouds, the weather here loves us
today and puts the children slowly
to embedded being in a methadone heaven

where addictions bear the slovenly burden
of bibles meanwhile, and our tense
logic measures out minutes “during
which” love happens and we become

nothing, as nothing becomes us
electric. static in the terrible smiling
sky, and the homo mensura thesis
secondary qualities scribbled there

misspells itself like nightmares
dispelled. we stand erect again
and love ourselves, children
still, maybe someday even

somebody else, like loving
the buckled mirror in us -
burdened by reflexive memories,
burdened by beer and drugs,

burdened by love






i have cobwebs


i have cobwebs and ghosts in me
i laughingly call memories
wrapped in inadequate mourning
and grotesque pederasty, secret
treaties with nothing signed in scars
and love, angular as a red moon,
in a sky contemplating suicide;
and light pours out of me like murder
she decided we should die
but i didn't hear her





David McLean is Welsh though he has lived in Sweden since 1987. He has a couple of chapbooks out, one a free download at Whyvandalism.com. The other, in print, can be ordered at http://www.erbacce-press.com/#/davidmclean/4527659941. He has a full length poetry collection available at Whistling Shade Press called Cadaver's dance. It can be ordered on alibris.com or on amazon.com. A second book of 128 pp is coming from Erbacce-press in august, "pushing lemmings." There is a self-published book of 109 pages at Lulu called "eating your night" - http://www.lulu.com/content/2756039. There are over 550 poems now in, or forthcoming, in round 245 magazines online and/or in print. Details are at his blog at htpp://mourningabortion.blogspot.com.



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