Sean Bonney

The Heresy

Tom O'Bedlam


Rag it
Hungry
Rend it
Naked

Book of senses

Self forsaken
Thought is sky
Will ever walk it
Night-stripped
Love-lipt
Thought is sky
Is senses wing
Is oxlet
Ragwort
            Waken
Senses five &
Rend it naked
Burning
Love-lipt
Journey

Rag & wretch
The humdrum
                   Watered
Lark-rock open
Senses five
& forty days w.
Beggar's staff
By sea or land
Is cold to drink
The fury-glass
The standing-pool
In poison-hole
Is prison-cold
Is carving city-meat
From newt to tadpole
Spawn to man
Is charged w. fire
Is lark-rock breathing
Myrtle-stone
To mark the city
Cross the palm
W. silver glass
& scarlet ring
Of poisoned sense
Of sea or land
Will ever walk it
Devil-lipt
Love-bodied