Poetry from Clive Gresswell

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Clive Gresswell

1)

lingering

1,000 explosions

welcome to

the masquerade.

 2)

you trespassed

on my rituals

through slaughter

my deeper dreams

turn to black.

3) 

nearly touching

energy expanded

from

melting flesh.

 4)

sweet relief

substitute

bones for

reality.

 5)

i met you in

the metallic

kiss

your eyes

focused

on

babylon.

6) 

sparse infinity

tragedy them rocks

our unfortunate union

leading ultimately

to a death mask.

 7)

taking the coastal path

where i left your lifeless

body

in several parts

sand induced

      hysteria.

 8)

clouds over your hope

ballooning your integrity

lost within virginity.

 9)

i have a thousand

internal sons

dividing the world into

ectoplasmic futures.

 10)

dripping jewel

you brought me rust

on diamond legs

with frozen epithets.

i climbed into

your empty spaces.

 11)

you stretched across my rack

to convince me of your devotion

take your time now

to recall those old days

but take care

as the farewell leaves your lips

the scream of past days follows you.

 12)

fairy tales

surround the wooded path

where lurks the foetus

whose curses shatter

on the leafy tongues.

(ends)

Clive Gresswell is a 65-year-old British innovative writer and poet. He has several books out obtainable through Amazon or LJMcD Communications.

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