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This year, I set myself the foolish task of trying to write something every day, and what you see here is the result. None of this is finished, polished, or in any way good. It's usually a few lines at the end of the day when I'm tired, my head's broken, and this nonsense spills out of it onto the page. Feel free to comment away, and if you think anything has any potential then let me know and I might have a go at working on it further.

But hang on, where's the first month? You've ripped us off! I hear you say... Well, yes. I have been writing since the beginning of January, but it's taken me a while to get the blog up, so everything here is a month old.

Monday, 24 October 2016

Book and beauty

Hallowed be the bookbinders
Stitch and gum the quarto leaves
Trim the facing edges
Revealing winter skin.

Fingers tremble over ink
Where fibres swell with that black blood
Like braille, nerves in ecstacy
Leap at roughs and smooths.

Pages turned with each full breath
Of old and new, of dust and lampblack.
Hold that heavy air, as the rush of capillaries
Cuts to the core.

And finally crack the eyes
And crack the spine, widening both
Extracting every energy of text
As from symbols pulled verbatim.

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