Wednesday, 28 March 2007

"...I am in blood
Stepp'd so far, that, should I wade no more,
Returning were as tedious as to go o'er" (Macbeth III iv)

I remember them

Stefan and Sonny

Swinging at the back

Bitten nails, Inked fingers

Scabbed knuckles.

Year Nine, English,

Wednesday, Shakespeare

Equals shit.

But this was the bit

That hits;

The bit that fit.

They'd all said fuckit

Gone for the proverbial

Sheep as well as the lamb,

Had blood on their hands.

At fourteen found thinking tedious

And kept on wading.

They'd stepped knee deep

School a pool with

No seeming shore.

For that day the words worked -

A mad King and them.

They left the room dripping,



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