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

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Seated on the Pierre, wasn’t it romantic

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              when we watched the podcast about colours?

 

Nothing blue in nature but stones

 

Calling six months sobriety “a cleanse”

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               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

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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

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                                                       A monkey called maymoon

 

The most interesting part of architecture is the non-functioning

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We crushed the veneer of a robin’s egg

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mimulus longiflorus                      The flower our goal

 

And left when the crowd starting chanting

 

            TREE / TREE / TREE