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The Illusions of Other Sides by Edward Lee

No matter how much I shower

I still smell the dirt on me,

the decay of my death,

the satin inlay of my coffin,

the wood I broke

to rise,

gathering splinters

in my stained skin

that I can not remove.

Clay beneath my nails,

most of them cracked,

all to reclaim air,

sunlight,

life,

little realising that the life I led

never existed anywhere

but in my head.

I had wasted a good death

for nothing.

Trust me, I would clamber back down,

barricade myself back into my coffin,

but some other disenfranchised fool

has taken it,

covered himself up

with all that loose dirt

and broken wood,

his dirt-muffled cries of joy

rising sluggishly towards the unfocused sky.


Edward Lee's poetry, short stories, non-fiction and photography have been published in magazines in Ireland, England and America, including The Stinging Fly, Skylight 47, Acumen, and Smiths Knoll.  His debut poetry collection, "Playing Poohsticks On Ha'Penny Bridge" was published in 2010. He is currently working towards a second collection. He also makes music under the names Ayahuasca Collective, Lewis Milne, Orson Carroll, Blinded Architect, Lego Figures Fighting, and Pale Blond Boy. His blog/website can be found at https://edwardmlee.wordpress.com

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