Four Short Films by Vince Collins.
"Give a man a fish and he'll probably cook it in the break room microwave." --@the_etrain@beige.party
"Running the Planet Trail
2.8 billion miles still to go. Something
is slipping. Something pulls.
Under the dual carriageway I witness parallels:
my concrete hamstrings, its tattooed struts.
O east-west artery, shade me; I can’t take the heat.
I should’ve stopped at Mars with its anklet of beer cans and vapes.
I should’ve backtracked to Venus.
Yesterday in the cathedral I saw tourists with headphones
crawling all over St Frideswide’s shrine
while on the north wall a map of Ukraine
beaconed its colours to anyone capable of feeling.
The prayer cards on the wrought-iron tree said ‘My niece’ and ‘My godson’
and ‘exam stress’ and ‘a hole in his heart’. The sun sloped in.
Light a candle while the soldiers bank and dive.
Light a hundred candles while they cover their ears.
Names, names, names. Knees, knees, knees.
How big and alive we are! And then.
Reprogram the audio-guides. Pray to your god for a well,
a cooling rain. Should I go on?
In the lee of a fisherman, two young rabbits shiny with dew.
A collared dove some way past Jupiter."
--Rebecca Watts in Bad Lilies 18
The Piecemeal Bard is Deconstructed.
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