to stand on the bare pedestals
of Ovid’s temple
he imagined ...
his mother holding a hand up to her ear
whilst staring at a hairline crack
his father, muscular arms outstretched
(trying to convince), without any fingers
a proud brother with no nose
his alabaster wife with no arms
and a frantic friend with no head
nor genitals



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