Alex McKeown


Gift Horses

The mouth
is not
the problem. Lips
do not reflect. Teeth
hide only phlegm.
But a blank stare
opens lines
of questions
better left.
Never look
a horse in the eye.



Fragment,

you're too big
additions will skin you

I eye your potentials

I'll kill them
and a poem will live

Finally.


relief   splits   me
takes      me     finally
breathe in       breathe out
in                    out
in   and   out
entirely

Alex McKeown is a Tasmanian poet and translator. His work can be read at alexmckeownpoetry.com and he likes to tweet about his favourite poems as @akashisama.
 
 
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