ever so slowly,

the blade descending

stainless steady serrated

severing flesh arteries bone

deeper deeper yet

burying the pain

jangling screaming

crimson showers

ebbing flowing;

Minaretted shadows echo

vowel-less syllables’

call to prayer,

in their thousands hurrying

prostrating before a history

that belongs

somewhere else

in some far


(Louis Kasatkin has asserted his Right under the Copyright,Designs&Patents Act 1988 to be identified as the author of this work)

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