Karen Freeman

Karen Freeman

Thursday, 4 March 2010

Exploding the Shark take 4

Part of the end of term collection


Exploding the Shark

Slapped in the face by a shark!

scalding mugs of tea sat circled,
enduring mystical medicine,
voices comfort, murmur, cajole
draw out long hidden grains
bound into rocks
thrown at mirrors.

Mirrored shards
 cascade into
minuscule reflections,
images of lies
of truths
of decisions made.

Ground into dust
caught in shadowy webs
swept up processed
catalogued.

The ocean offender penned
stuffed with the myriad of spidery secrets
fed with gelignite, dismissed to the sea
red button pressed.

The shark was exploded.

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