willingly into oblivion
was young and saw the
world as it was
laughed against the pale flesh of
yr stomach
and you asked me what was funny
asked if i’d
remember this moment in ten years
or in twenty
asked like there were lives
depending on it and so i
said yes
traced the curve of yr breasts with
my free hand and
said yes
started waiting for
that day to arrive
- John Sweet 2018
John Sweet, b 1968, still numbered among the living. A believer in writing as catharsis. an optimistic pessimist. Opposed to all organized religion and political parties. Avoids zealots and social media whenever possible. His latest collections include APPROXIMATE WILDERNESS (2016 Flutter Press) and BASTARD FAITH (2017 Scars Publications). All pertinent facts about his life are buried somewhere in his writing.
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