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Poems by Inchiki
Broken Eye
Did you see the sun this morning?
it was a blood clot on the horizon -
it really was watery like that, humanising the sky
The morning came on and pinked it up
cooling the effect to a drill-bitten
hole in the pale blue plaster wall
I picked a daisy and pricked it with a pin
sticking it onto my own cool Saul -
bleeding a little ink it made a human sound
The morning was over and it wilted down
as a fairy to an aged child, but there was still a
little ghost there - did you see?
