Mixed-Media Art Poem by Mark Heathcote

Honestly, I don't know what the artist is depicting.
With this kind of mixed-media art is saying
It's like a picture of a Friesian cow.
That has stumbled into the slaughterhouse.
Then later, unceremoniously, she has been seen off.

It's like a trailer park at night.
Realised through a group of silver birch trees
I believe I'm seeing a gallows-moon; look here.
A hangman's noose tightening
Waiting for that one unwilling participant

Look, there are brushstrokes galore here.
That might denote an ambitious young matador.
Lying on blood-soaked cotton sheets
Of an unfamiliar, unmade bed praying for hope.
Whatever it is, it is leaving me gazing.

Scanning for more clues, more answers
Leaving me questioning if it'll be a rendezvous—
With a specific format in mind, a definite end
In the dark will they meet that someone special?
In this trailer trash park, is this someone special?
Ever to be enough for them to one day die for?


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