Michael Mc Aloran, all shadow sung

untitled, acrylic on canvas, 2023

image by Michael Mc Aloran 

all shadow sung

 

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speak to/ of the leaves coiled around your throat, the dead-end venture given of until the skyline flourish

 #2

forever in virgin light the dense occlude a surface of weight unlike that which could in a dense rhythm of nothing ever else

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of the forever blend & the bleed of once

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cold lapse of voice disentangled in the body of you, a coil of lack turning in the a-breath of shadowed recollect

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nothing known

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all the once that carried through the rip of agues

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seasons of the hilt of blood nothing claimed of in the worship of desire

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2-dawn dead the focus it comes from nowhere out

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walls as if one could in the once of haven lock to the absurdly rapture of blood cooler than an expose of the…

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nothing of the known

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of the elsewhere none collect in trace taken from devour the torch of lapse accord spill of dead oceans into from the unspeak of the liverage claim it spoken no, as on

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a toxicity of claim

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there or…

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knowledge of cold weight elongated dressed from the inside ocular a dream of night stretched from the barricades of nowhere else to be

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all shadow sung

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breakage a silhouette a kiss of the unknown savagery

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what will of scale to echo preceding in the midst of claim it

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all that depth of naught taken from beknown

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as once would could a terrace of blood in the reflect of eye spillage the lapse of return

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as the fingers beneath what coil of tongue blind weight the syllabus of once colour it-this

till wreckage avalanche of the beyond a cold weight

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nothing of the scar from ache it-of the embers of desire to flourish in the ice-clad breath the lungs dry sand a nothing of desire

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ask of it a spoken of

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return what forage as if once could one could where to of in a weighted breathe

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solace haven of detriment of desire nothing of the wilt it-to of scream till syllabus

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broken as was came of it shattered glass the bone design of it cold stretch

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fallen by the echo-light of recoil a bloodless colouring a nothing an exposure the outreaching purpose of one neither of the other the vocal tread of skin of it-this till the

edge of desired for

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as of which why call cards/ a trace

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nothing no

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I recall the rise & fall

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all that was of the once of till the shake of special in the counterfeit of colours the exposed

light beckoning throughout of the dream what once as was kissed in dark weight of never

if

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as all in-of till curdle

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sarcophagus extent

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I recalls

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nothing to forget of it

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a drapery

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a nothing the sunken breakage of extent till the redress of lapse

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skin light

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walls that burn of the extension turning in the desire for blood

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till turn of trace

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ashen promise upon a dead man’s sleeve

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as on/ into/ the exposed light being in the forage of into of the breakage point

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nothing of to lose

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drown silences

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it-sung unsung

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colour/s the like of in-dreaming dreams

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till turn of ache of desire in a reflect of being if

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I recall

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fortress neither

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I recall the lips that once now never of in the kaleidoscope of weighted exposure turn to

kiss the light that vanquished ever of the breakage bereft

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as all till nothing

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recollect

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trace what done/ in

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keloid of the ever forgotten

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scars that dehydrate upon the surface of foreign never if

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spat solace column

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embers/ embers as before

 

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—Michael Mc Aloran