11 February 2014


and it is the innocence of evil,
the emptiness of heaven, not just dreams
to make demons happen

there are ancient names that are almost dead
to us, a legion of broken units
wearing dust and nothingness like flags

and banners; innocent like evil is, like forgotten
and despicable things, these dreamless decedents
stinking their raspberry memory under no sun,

nostalgia unraveled, dead children are not even ghosts
left us, demons are not even sleeping, words and worlds
decay and nothing comes undone


David McLean is from Wales but has lived in Sweden since 1987. He lives there with his dog, Oscar, and his computers. In addition to seven chapbooks, McLean is the author of four full-length poetry collections: Cadaver's Dance (Whistling Shade Press, 2008), Pushing Lemmings (Erbacce Press, 2009), Laughing at Funerals (Epic Rites Press, 2010) and Nobody Wants to Go to Heaven But Everyone Wants to Die (Oneiros Books, June 2013). A fifth full length collection Things the Dead Say is coming from Onerios Books early next year. His first novel Henrietta Remembers is due in 2014 from Unlikely Books. Another novel and a sixth full length book are due later. The latest chapbook Shouting at Ghosts is now available from Grey Book Press. More information about McLean can be found at his blog http://mourningabortion.blogspot.com/

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