Besieged
time and fear devour us
which God is glad now to play at cards
like a night made of paper I bled ink
Erasure poem derived from The Diary of Samuel Pepys, Thursday 14 May 1663. (Erased while listening to the Gorguts EP Pleiades’ Dust, about the Mongol destruction of the House of Wisdom during the 1258 Siege of Baghdad).
Dave Bonta
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