Pilgrimage

I lie alone, mind on her face. In the church chancel, the mouth of a whale, bigger than bad weather. I keep myself in the open, wake to piss.

Erasure poem derived from The Diary of Samuel Pepys, Sunday 20 May 1660.

Dave Bonta

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I lie , mind on her face.

In the church , the mouth of a whale,

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