It grew in the air
That thing monstrous,
Buckling the door frame stylish.
It grew before retouching
The floor, and lingering unfed:
It demanded what was willed.
Those rare instances of engulfment
Especially those unforgiving, such as this,
I deem malleable, not viscous.
They are sketched out blindly like
A peddled hyperrealism.
They are sketched out blindly like
‘When the subject smiles, the device
automatically takes a photo’.
My post may fall,
But it does not contain the Eucharist.
Sam Huddlestone 