ONE (to be performed through loud hailer) (20/11/1991)

You come like steam
When the sun weaves
The sky into girders.

Unpacking like china,
We touch into waiting silence:
A warm black sound
That cheats the sun.


Note: Probably my favourite out of everything I've ever written. I performed this on a poetry tape my writing group did (called "Hacksaw Poetry"), though I didn't perform it with a loud hailer - I just shouted it through a cardboard tube.

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I like it too.

Really cool man!

Brad

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Thanks Brad.

Thanks Brad.