our experiments in the production of phonemes were abortive
the creams would not adhere to our tongues
our teeth cracked in the heat
when we tried to pronounce her name
our throats felt the mother’s claw
so the first monsters were denied their birth
after the virus
it was raining always raining
our growls luxuriated in the soil
sent out roots
…
James Knight is an experimental poet and digital artist. His books include Void Voices (Hesterglock Press), Self Portrait by Night (Sampson Low) and Chimera (Penteract Press). Website: thebirdking.com. Twitter: twitter.com/badbadpoet
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