Michael McAloran


 

 

Linger-


Where the eyes

Have been

I wish never to

Have been

Such was the silver

Of the absurd

The night dragged like

The pulse

The scream erased

No

Not erased I have…

Heavenly walls

Of bloody

Earth

You

I

That was somewhere

When

In the abandoned

Room

That stench

It was neither of the

Two of us

Sometimes

I don’t recall

You cannot remember

Either than I

As if to mock the

Silence

We mistook

No

Ever looking elsewhere

The shadow mocked

The walls

And so

There in the night

Breathed the

Whisper

Arduous marrow

Sonorous as a

Cadaver

Longing spliced

The remains

Devoured

Why in the earth

Did we linger?


 

 

 

 

Only-


The blood-shot

Eye

Thickens

With

Laughter

With the nudity of

Pulse

Yes I will gather

The

Night like a child

Where

Fallen to obstruct

Only

The absence

Survives

You

Not I

I am alone

 

 



 

Michael Mc Aloran was Belfast born, (1976). His most recent poetic works have appeared/ are forthcoming at Carcinogenic Poetry, Why Vandalism?, 1000th Monkey, Fashion For Collapse, Danse Macabre, Fragile Arts Quarterly, Gloom Cupboard, and Pratishedhak, Graffiti Kolkata, (India). His art-work has appeared at Calliope Nerve, Bergamot, Fragile Arts Quarterly, Arterialize, and has been used as book covers for several projects at Calliope Nerve Media. In the past year he has the authored seven short collections of poetry: 'In The Black Cadaver Light', (Poetry Monthly Press), 'The Rapacious Night', (Calliope Nerve Media), 'The Gathered Bones', (Calliope Nerve Media), 'The Redundant Pulse', (Back Pack Press), and 'The Death-Streaked Air', (Virgogray Press-forthcoming), 'The Black Vault', (Calliope Nerve Media), & 'Final Fragments', (Calliope Nerve Media-forthcoming)...Other pursuits include cigarettes and alcohol...