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Hiroshima she said

Posted in Uncategorized on July 25, 2018 by antonyowen


You pulled me out just in time,

wet as a calf suffocating in its sac

steaming from the heat of birth

“Hiroshima” she said, “Hiroshima”.


You told me I was not myself

waking wet and slippery like eels

splitting their skins from bodies

“Hiroshima” she said “Hiroshima”


I found myself in an old photograph

That boy in Malta chasing his shadow

A cloud swallowed the light I was lost

“Mummy” I said, I’ve lost myself


“Hiroshima” I say, “Hiroshima”.


You ask me to return back to bed,

I awoke looking for all my lost dreams

When did I forget how to dream I ask?

Hiroshima she said, it was Hiroshima