BURNING HOUSE PRESS

…bled speeches from dead ocular of throughout final carve of turn of in breathless to absorb it of in no longer of in what nor of throughout a pageant taint steel drawn as if to pass through slash mark unto forage nothing there as all what fallen is scattered seed of exhale burn in pit of nothing ever have in or which collapsed before lest broken nothing to claim ocular roving no longer it what stun in rat of feel of broken tabulets of skins flung to dog’s devour where null vacant eye cannot from denizen of passage present nothing as before once travailed through reek what matter solace of detritus dreamed of laconic shadows breaking from throughout as steam as if to rise filling up subtle edge to sever it all lest to follow unto nowhere on as if there ever were from outset skinned surface it unto where dredge what cyclic point of no departure let it lie it being in or of if as was once then forgotten broken silhouettes as if to lay it low & to forget when rampage closes its fist & shatters all as dead speech rigor mortis exhalations in sarcophagus of bloom terse will wind no nothing of for unto not on in never have as if to say that in redempt of silenteeism were to abort yet no cold precision in hyenic laughter of where spasm reach is a broken bone a nothing a mimicry a violent exhalation allwhile silent to remain as if it were of obscure throughout blind vision useless forage of eye recollects null & void spits it out vapor trails powdered blood of heavenly speech it in of redeem nothing of in that as all but one in blind of rat in rat of having in whereof listless as as if to echo in-dreaming of some next to follow where tepid waters flow abounding stillness to dredge nothing taken from shallow piss watermark yet of in of which echo erased where spurious till flame carouse nocturne headless abortive a sudden as if to fall it is skull & skull alone & meat that it cannot of vision that cannot through breath that cannot as a broken body vocal that never could & yet still cannot as drag of yet what will cleaves throughout in silence given to blood flow of it till sought & found bankrupt to be stripped skin & final left to shadow whereof/ bereft of/ denuded in vague light collapse as vibrate of ever of nothing of in carousel breath when shadow-lock close no wound strip walls from indigo emptily of ever all settled shiv of blight of tint in dim occlusion in breathe of some nocturnus given to expel where nothing ever of it ever other than…

…a dead end pageant shredded from commence nothing of to gain reveals tangent ice drift throughout in a cold chase of bitten oxide shiv of redeem nothing to echo of where skyline broken dissolve what held silver as if to collapse births a kiss of scarlet nothing ever beknown till call razor cards nothing of as if to ever had in foreign of vocal soldered across till fissure smeared a pit of sky wrench of distance shattered nothing of belong where worm of turn cold silhouette never to have begun where till bitten of in echo trace waste desire & fallen promise of what once was never nothing till dream of excommunicate a wrenched pulse bulb all distances mockery tilt of shit scattered to desert clime it is of the none stun abound as if what mattered trace occlude sickness of till dredge of gouged socket rip of flesh in black light a trace of sudden exile breakage of bones shattered remnant of what once was to be all forgotten no prayers from deep eye is of plague what drenched in amber blood vellum artifice a silence never known held to sheared a snapped bone judgement claim or not what ever aligned sudden as if to falter where to occlude respondent nothing of devour silver yes or no as onward into shale closure of wound extricate a hollow shadow drifting throughout in-dreaming of sudden as if to falter knocked from one pageant frenzy to offset instantly erased throughout a cold dark echoing of bleed of rapture silence nothing of abound as was before were to if what be fingers upon cold glass night upon cold breath oxide terse what of till blood a roomscape a closed door elixir of where absenteeism is fall from some effigy & redempt of spinal affluence nothing of speech what once negates its own prism purpose dead as a lie what wormed throughout cold spasm night endless from above what closure taint the stain upon where nothingness absolute wherein what walls where meat hooks sway a vibrate of discoloured orchids a breath of death what promise from throughout as were what from stench reek effortless where meat torn to shreds is colourless appeal of splayed blood collapse of all whereby no nothing graven to fall it is said a vibrate of disappearing echoing birthing into what sleep deprivation it knows no nothing whereof acclimatized sucks down opiate unspoken of torn from the this or that stricken depth of waters no broken silences voice collapsing upon what once was hilt till shred of laughter breakage as dissolve cold final exhale a winter gutter…

…of carrion calls spitting spurious waste from broke stone nullity finalize vocal broken or otherwise in a redeem of all that be forgotte that cannot as was from commence where catacomb breath extols night from which rat of being is to dredge paring away as of a gait in cracked mirror as walls dissipate as if to utter that from out of what given to having bathed in the detritus of it ever-burn till or no in lightless pageantries of from where next to forget stripped meat of it & voiceless execution of echo-echo foreign as once was before where breakage dark devours senseless speech till lock of absent redeem there was once some sky some solar asphyxiation words cold as cadavers yet nightly drowned in colours in a din light of static abort so says in a gutter of all dreaming & placement of nothing ever much of it as breathe collides with foreign terse nothing left from which to follow(s) subtle as skin peeled away as meat stripped to taste bone collect in a pissoir silenteeism drag what stone what obsidian weight to find depth only in epi-centre of nucleus as shadows rest vibrate in corpsal night sing vertigo of time’s long spent of reek where vapors emanated from ever-wound every syllabus as eye is nothing of shat purpose expel of all that could ever never have been trace long dead where foreign of is a body broken vocal where rat is a taste upon that cannot be eradicated where scum division traces of echo traces of pelt ingrained with timeless blood a slash hook tide where pulse bulb nothingness is merely a beating final of in ever motion given to expire it be lapse what wreckage marked out by null a gait pared away as if to elect laughter but nothing of that as mirror is vacant reflection all nothing left or of design neither of desire in a breakage wreckage of broken flesh through final promise & silt of dreams long forgotte resurgent ever to close fist of nothing as bile reek from gutter frenzy seeketh to overthrow what wind’s cascade from out of silently devoured it is the verminesque of ceaseless to divide neither film across eye of non-speech in drag of pulse a tributary of absurd consequence it does not utter it does not know it is merely fragrant breath of some perfumed nonchalance drifting afar never grasped nothing of known in what as & break of solace fallen from grace of discarded refuse bound bones rotting in black plastic refuge of children’s laughter as rot ensueth & all is not one fallen to sleep both shithouse & abattoir & sickly feel drag of bone striata throughout nocturnus spill of dead light cast aside as of so much waste where nothing of in said locked fingers of silent waste shrapnel sheet metal reflect burn into flesh where forgotten is all as drag of meat & flesh pisses upon drag of meat & flesh & absent breathe matter blind bones & spit that will not cauterize a razor edge across invisible vapor skin & vapor tone drag out thy corpse & walk it says as if to blind dark speciously till tread of dawn & blackened asking of forgotten in an instance in rat air where vocal is forever body broken vocal nestling in sleep bites down upon what else it will ever be known unknown/ unknown…

Michael Mc Aloran was Belfast born, (1976). He is the author of a number of collections of poetry, prose poetry, poetic aphorisms and prose, most notably ‘Attributes’, (Desperanto, NY, 2011), ‘The Non Herein’ & ‘Of Dead Silences’ (Lapwing Publications, 2011/ 2013), ‘Of the Nothing Of’, ‘The Zero Eye’, ‘The Bled Sun’, ‘In Damage Seasons’, (Oneiros Books (U.K)–2013/ 14); ‘Code #4 Texts’, a collaboration with the Dutch poet, Aad de Gids, was also published in 2014 by Oneiros. He was also the editor/ creator of the Bone Orchard Poetry zine, & edited for Oneiros Books (U.K 2013/ 2014). A further collection, ‘Un-Sight/ Un-Sound (delirium X.) & ‘The Banality of Else’ were both published by gnOme books (NY, 2014); ‘EchoNone’ was also released 2015 by Oneiros Books. Black Editions Press also published ‘Untitled #2’ & ‘[unspoken]’ in 2016 and ‘longshadowfall’ was published by Editions du Cygne (FR), who went on to publish “Catascope” in early 2018. Several further projects, namely, “The Black Vault/ “all null having” & “nowhereone” were also published in 2018 by VoidFront Press.

About the banner image: 1897 tourist photo from the Catacombs at Guanajuato, Mexico. DeGolyer Library, Southern Methodist University.