Art

White Light Fades excerpt – Oliver Land

Christ

 
I imagine Jesus pouring water
on my face

forgiving me

my mouth fully agape
water goes in
I choked
coughing and spluttering

my face adjacent
to the feet of Christ

I saw myself weeping
huddled
like a beggar

 
Insects

 
so many of you
impossible to care
most of you are hideous

 
Prison

 
Another day
grey sweatpants
and crewneck

in this box
writing

high crew cut

I deserve to be here

 
E-Boy

 
I cast
a vicious shadow

on anyone
who dares
to try to love me

 
Null

 
Jesus was born
to die in vain

hoc est Carcosa