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Hanging Tricksy

On the back of the success of his short story collection Every Day I Atrophy, Chris Connolly returns with a...?

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by Chris Connolly, for outsideleft.com
originally published: August, 2013
Too early for wake but slumber gone...

HANGING TRICKSY

Mind is tricksy in the morning still littered with dream, wet from the vine. Outside: bird flinching through violescent morning then still still still on branch, staring. Staring at me the me-man all ragged dishevelled. Inside: odorous noticings (scent of grape and sweat) - candle lit to cloak the air.

Too early for wake but slumber gone; struggles in tricksy mind, waited on by guiltful memories - memory just beyond grasp but lying in wait for ragged man-mind's return.

Nicotine stream and in-exhale ex-ingest little white pill for painkill; external bird-song still shrill remains on branch, still a sentry staring, bird view through glass from flat straight on back position lying upon softened soft bed, bird staring at me-man staring back, bird the bad omen in tricksy mind.

Uneasy weightless - waiting - on slept-in bed with candle scent enveloping and slumber distant now, memories returning, taste from the vine mingled now with freshly stale smoke-taste, throat burning scorched and pained but shag smoked chain - lit-up and up in morning: withered lung to match the brain.

Bird still still on branch, staring. Me-man ragged dishevelled stares back in contest, futile hope ridding omen to the sky. Unable in slumber-gone morning to do any other, desperate in attempt: banish mind reminder of stale journey taken from night to morning.

Hanging now in the morning; mind hanging tricksy in the Fear.

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Chris Connolly

Chris Connolly writes from Dublin, Ireland. Allegedly he is not as dangerous as he reads. His first collection of short stories, 'Every Day I Atrophy' (the SideCartel) is available now. If you need to know more about Chris Connolly, he has an excellent and excellently informative website here chrisconnollywriter.com

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