By CONOR MAXWELL
23 years old
University of Waikato
Graphite stares
Volcanic petrification
Pregnant silence carbon-dated
Dust-showered remains
The careless mosaic
Of a stained-glass shadow
We are a
Compressed block
And we can’t think
How best to tarnish
Summer dress
Tear hem
Cut straps
Slide your blade
Through her bodice
And whisper
Forgive me
Into the lilacs
Of her neck
Forgive me
I can’t find the words
To honour you
Obsidian biomass
Construct appropriation
Outcast ash
French and made
Of coal dust
Or wood
Layered
And burned again
This poem is part of the TEARAWAY Young Poets feature for National Poetry Day.
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