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Bottle of Road
bottle of road
get off it
the light needs support
shed first alias the house you wore
head behind the veil
see how dark examples obscure
all through dawn you saw as sylphs
battled the chemtrails and won and now
in quiet triumph the light forms
of clear skies reign
rain caledonian shining burn
morning clearwine spilled on the uplands
on bridge and jut small facial wounds
badge visage with a solemn moniker
leaked to form a new identity through
rose burn woman gone hush on fire
took my name from me with her
the you just within our reach
grew to be someone who would drain cheap wine
chance home the old shed felt on a strandline
out of the wind the sea hollows the moon
under beached and abandoned hulls
regaled by the salt of loose tarpaulins
a struck match launching candle-warm cataracts
all down the occiput to see
Paladin
in view of the pavilion
the brilliant court
unhindered
those days now fare
those days now fair for
the once dun as a gain
without core
all aura
omitted depths
remain in favour
this being instances
rose from overwhelm
the white corpora
virginal lords lay
down lies off
ending pages
Adam Flint was born in London and is now based in Berlin. Previous poems have appeared in Shearsman magazine, Reliquiae journal, Blackbox Manifold and Poetry Salzburg Review, among others.
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