Poetry at Sangam



Full Stop Ahead by Robert Sheppard

A screaming blonde at the rally or a sphinx-flipped
opera singer assists his sober business every evening.
After scratching his ink-cat diary, he does it. Crackling
paddlehead captured during the day, mouth gaping,
warbles her g-spot tonsil. He disposes of his
effluent in the en suite. No one static excitation
must inherit his genius or his madness
as he collapses the state like an enthusiastic pie.

A buxom girl comes for his levee. Once he made her slink
across the room to display on the smutty blackboard
the raw power of her strapped buttocks. It swallowed
the sentence. She blocked the dark faces of the damned.


(after William Kentridge)