Richard George

Rookie (June 1,1965 / Cheltenham, U.K.)

Scopolamine: A Sequence - Poem by Richard George

Hieronymus Bosch
knew this region at the far
edge of consciousness:

Pressure in my skull,
summer twilight, ominous,
I pass the threshold:

Vomiting laughter,
throat contracting, grinding teeth,
rabies, or lupus:

Faces, hideous,
are peering back from the cave-
depths of screwed-tight eyes:

Pterodactyls, horse-
headed, chasing me over
dysentery mangroves:

Wet darkness wading,
dehydration, cholera,
drowned grotesque at dawn

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Poem Submitted: Monday, April 25, 2005



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