POET Poem by Aifric Mac Aodha

POET



Irish folklore records that the poet would eat the raw flesh of a cat before composing.
For sustenance he wants
only a cat's cadaver:
prays that its scything
teeth rend his stomach,

nausea form a thick
film on his tongue,
the cruel nails poke
out his eyes from within.

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