By Rod Mengham.
A colony, whereabouts unknown, until
the man whose wife the apple
gets more sick, fits in
a brave promise to remember
its citadel, where night falls in one bound
not to distrub the President Hoof
who is plunged in sleep; in the blank dark
you at the back, confess your part
in the crazy flight of Icarus
over summitless mountains:
you broke a lung from his not stopping [...]
Ship of Fools press Exhibition: Mesopotamia - Some pages from *Mesopotamia*, 1987. Due for re-publication. (Text is part of *Twentieth Century Blues *and also in *History or Sleep.*) *Mesopotamia* w...
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