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"EXSANGUINATE", "ZODIACAL", & "WHODUNNIT" by Lindsay McLeod



EXSANGUINATE

Well Hell, I didn't even know 

that sacrifice was expected

until my sacrifice was made


when it sprang monstrous 

and bikini clad from my giant 

rebirthday cake with a bunch 

of dark barbed wire balloons

and shouted, 'SURPRISE!'


that made something sharp 

and immediate grow pointed

inside me like a new tooth 

in the mouth of a shark

all ready to roll for the 

next splash in the water


like you know…

that cute heart, 

the little red one,

with the arrow through it?

So sweet, 

but really you know…

there’s gonna be blood.



ZODIACAL

I'm gonna 

go with the 

forecast for Leo 

because it rings truer 

to me than the fish


something about 

a long tall journey 

and a dark handsome 

death which sounds

‘round about right 

for a Monday.



WHODUNNIT

A love affair is like a chicken.

Neither die from natural causes.


And this time it wasn't 

the butler. Oh no, this time


this time it was you.




Lindsay McLeod is an Australian writer who lives quietly on the coast of the great southern penal colony with (yet another ferocious Aussie animal) his adored blue heeler, Mary.

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