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| this actor (for Dylan Garcia-Wahl) an actor may forget his lines though they are timeless for readers in their several forevers, his theatrics remembered the dismembering, time and life forgotten the misbegotten loving, a nothingness he ripped this truth from - days purified and slimy still as life, and time the living womb missing behind them like a frightened child, she, lit and belittled by father’s star the beetle-browed browbeaten heaven where actors are stars, their lines time never yet marred ©David McLean 2007 |
| i see a girl (inspired by Philip Larkin) i see a girl dragged by days to her wrists again, her attention marked and scarred the remarque on his remark, i see oblivion, poised Parnassian, i see time blind as days wait time away, rolling slow hours scribble night's abortion through severed heaven, headless sun and the foeti of light discarded on daily pain's table, i have seen her wait a lifetime away, remain ©David McLean 2007 |
| of beauty we scarce tolerate beauty for it is evil, and its implacable emptiness a vortex that would absorb us in sin; the beauty of beasts, their beatitude, is but our prelude to remembrance's prefatory absolution, the dying prefix that abrogates living sin drowning in life, densely hateful as summer days a childhood chaste, a lifetime away ©David McLean 2007 |
