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"Farewell Transmission" • Songs: Ohia (by Sean Meggeson)


you point

to

the wound

in a tree

and

to

the mouth

of a cave


explain

they both

are

inner-eye

gateways

entered into

by split-heart

meditation


opening deeper

into to a one-way

realm


like hank

& dante

knew

so well

you say


the ancients

hunker down

there

in the dark

green


there

teeth

are coins

for passage

and

your tongue

is taken

as a savoury


there

love

is pure

violence

or vice-versa

depending

on

bird flight


let’s go

you shout

like a kid

I say okay

but

mud numbs

my mouth

chokes

my heart


this spirit

water

lukewarm

vodka

to shoot


a cooper’s

hawk

cuts

clouds


me left with

only

your finger

on a rock


far away

someone

laughs

barks

picks


johnny

thunders

on a martin d-28



Sean Meggeson is a poet, lecturer, psychoanalytic psychotherapist and moto-punk wannabe. He lives in Toronto, Canada and every time one of his poems gets published, his Swedish Vallhund gets a treat. His poems can be found in In Parentheses, A Thin Slice of Anxiety, Stink Eye Magazine and elsewhere. One poem soon to appear (woof, woof!) in Uppagus magazine. Find him at @lippykookpoetry and www.lippykookpoetrymachine.blogspot.com  

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