Madonna della Misericordia

Under your coat, cracked
mountain, I'm cramped
to the side of yearning. Sheer
timeline of kindling, annunciate
arcane fossils of becoming, show
them now, replete, dissolved
into a text; this red-hand verse.
Re-introduce a frequency
over the social buzz of strolling
life (the flimsy article), a name
shelved between schedules, dig
under downy platitude;
discover millennial injury, make
good the discovery, curl
treasures from revisionary dust;
orbit unconceivable souls
establishing a closer than
the middle distance, dance
into my skin, lighter
than sheets of addresses.

Sarah Law | Mudlark No. 14
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