PIER EVIL
by cassidy mcfadzean
We travelled all day to say hello to the ocean
It was only a plane, then a bus, and then a ferry, and then a bus
Assassin, a Persian practice
Seated on the Pierre, wasn’t it romantic
when we watched the podcast about colours?
Nothing blue in nature but stones
Calling six months sobriety “a cleanse”
It’s not a problem; it’s a condition
Sweet as treacle seated under the trestle A suite of trellises
We are making flowers speak squeezing the petals together
An onomatopoetic language / Words that evoke a feeling
In Farsi the past means cruel
Humans, the most pathogenic species on the planet
I watched an animal’s pelt disappear into clover
Invoking our invisible children as spectator sport
A monkey called maymoon
The most interesting part of architecture is the non-functioning
We crushed the veneer of a robin’s egg
mimulus longiflorus The flower our goal
And left when the crowd starting chanting
TREE / TREE / TREE