Mark Heathcote

Silver Star - 4,373 Points (22/03/66 / Manchester)

Black Ladder - Poem by Mark Heathcote

Black ladder I long
To finger to feel
A pulse a curve
Pulsating inward

Grinning outwards
An ageless smile
Horizons on the pillow
As I still mountaineer
Clinging hold of her brazier

Vertigo dizzies itself on a cleft
One more swing-out and in
And the fabric of the world
Will fit into a rubber skin


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Poem Submitted: Monday, July 23, 2012

Poem Edited: Wednesday, July 25, 2012


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