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electric silence |
by David McLean
the streetlights are full of electric silence,
the inaudible hum of nothing
that caresses a night full of lies
and god here is the alpha privative,
forgetting again to exist
just like he always did, the bitch,
and the streetlights are listless electric
oblivion, their silences are full of him,
a night where little is all the living
David McLean is Welsh but has lived in Sweden since 1987, in a cottage on a hill with a woman, five selfish cats, and a stupid puppy. Details of his three available full length poetry books, various chapbooks, and 850 poems in or forthcoming at over 340 places online or in print over the last couple of years, are at his blog at mourningabortion.blogspot.com.
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