The One Rule is Never to Fall in Love

 

In this secret world, caught between the confusions,

my superiors have made me feel too self-important,

underpaid but with theoretical blank cheque

in the cosmos within the country within the city.

In the circus of deception the audience faces the tent

applauding the shadows of the acts within the ring

where the lion-tamer is—in fact—a taxidermist

who’ll never admit that the lions he tames are stuffed.

The skeleton in my flesh has been somehow turned.

I walk in the public world like a guillotined ghost.

Charm’s the veneer. Inside is a tissue of lies

nourished by barium meals and by chickenfeed.

 

The skeleton in my flesh has been somehow turned

 

Text: Niall McDevitt

Graphic:  Nick Victor

 


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3 Responses to The One Rule is Never to Fall in Love

  1. adam skidmore says:

    hello niall
    remember me??i wonder what inspired you to write this…………….its scary and so accurate almost as if you were directly involved……………………..the amount of people i come across who talk about gruesome acts these days in london its terrible any yet half of them do not really seem capable of it,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,its just like totally imaginary,,,,i thought this was a geniuine newspaper
    its a lovely poem……………………i wonder if you opine the guilty party……….does it interest you .i guess its called party politics much like in 1984…………….take great care peace love and justice

    • Editor says:

      Niall: Adam, thznks for your comments. Just to say: I wasn’t directly involved. I bet one of those great dames, those titled moneypennys, got him in the end.

  2. Lorraine Fish says:

    I love the line: I walk in the public world like a guillotined ghost. Double deception!

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