Posted in Francis Bacon
Tags: Francis Bacon, George Dyer, Love is the Devil, macabre, Study of a Crucifixion 2
A horse munches a field. Early evening
fetches out singing potatoes. Carrots
listen, revolving in their living quarters.
I push a wicketkeeper’s glove
into the horizon, catch the sun, hold
the day, hear potato tune for ever.
.ivor cutler.
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