In drink / blood flowers
Animal
After hours
Beast bereft / blazes sorry
Howls / My shout
Last chance
Before after hours
Dumped pets / Lost strays
Small herds / Large crowds
Gone carnal
After hours
Lost Songs No.3 — Last Orders by Dugal McKinnon is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-NoDerivs 3.0 Unported License.
cold dawn,
electric light,
a phone bill,
the butcher’s knife,
narcolepsy, formaldehyde;
Keep still
breathe quiet
imagine flight
This common dream,
more frayed than ever,
further away, never;
Returning, dusk-like
Lost Songs No.2 — Vigil by Dugal McKinnon is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-NoDerivs 3.0 Unported License.
I saw the moon for the sphere that she always was
Silver and constant in magnetic orbit
Her gravity draws me as one of two circles
Overlaid in a new shape inescapably cardioid
An alignment much fuller than round
I saw the moon for the thief she always was
Lovely pocked hubcap from a ’62 Minor
Hung from the lamp post outside the chemist’s
Dented but ready for the dawn that’s waiting
To call the light home again
I saw the moon for the timepiece she always was
Her lunar clockwork a shimmering fob watch
Wound up before sunset, left floating to count through
Those hours of darkness the lonely would run from
If only the night streets weren’t emptier than lost hearts
I Saw the Moon by Dugal McKinnon is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-NoDerivs 3.0 Unported License.
