Jackson

they died moaning     the structure / of their skins     failed // as I sat     above / the sea     in a human space / white chairs     white gravel / a high Hellenic shore / they came out     of the sea // the whales     bloated with water / moaning … Read more

What has been lost … The idea that you might throw a teabag / The idea that your teabag might stick // The photocopier room / The change machine / The papery rustle of the Science Citation Index / The sense that, somehow, everything was here … Read more

i this / thing / itchy with text // Your voice is an underground stream / hiding small eyeless creatures / Touching you is breaking something // again we / pass / masked / in black / filmed / skinvisible / the huge unsaid / suspended / wired // again we / pass / filmed… Read more

How does it feel, balancing on crammed / paws, coated / in killed fibres, lurching on two / long stilts, / your boulder head trying to fly? // How does it feel, sleeping in nests / so enormous and uncamouflaged, / so closed, inert and thick that they block / the smell of the Earth,… Read more

… Humans kept him in a one-metre cage where he lived for two autumns, two springs. / Humans brought him edible pellets and shredded documents. … He made a warm familiar ratsmelling nest. / He stored some food for the winter. / He was a universe. / On the seventh day humans threw out everything… Read more

Thank you for your flesh / I hope / a prayer was / said for your software / as the abattoir crashed it / with an electric bolt, / unplugged it / with a blade // Thank you for your muscle / I hope a ritual / farewelled / your memory, the shape / of… Read more