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Monday 29 September 2008 photo 3/4
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Chews the fat with his creator over breakfast in the sunlight though when he says grace, When he says grace, He feels enveloped like a shadow – There are evening when this decimated world of movement, Colour, form is thin and getting thinner – When lights are dim and getting dimmer (when nights are grim and getting grimmer) – As they barter their boulder and martyr their soldier, Teach a man to tear her fucking head from her shoulders – Held into the sun by the threads of her hair as they impart a secret hatred from the fathers to their heirs – Suppressed and unaddressed the simple fact remains unspoken, In a silence left unbroken, on a bed bound and gagged with culture, Language, myth and law: our goddess have birth to your god From a wounded womb where her flesh is scarred and raw – Our goddess gave birth to your god
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