Transient ghosts cope with the paradox
of knowing how to handle flaws
by killing off costive thinking
with a merciful sensation streak
and reminding themselves of Perpignan,
its walls and waiting rooms,
its bookish baptisms,
its slowly exploding border . . .
The fears of things
were still unconscious then,
all of life was a bright trance.
But now Perpignan has had its say.
Death is delayed.
The hoofbeats of raw material
Tim Murphy was born in Cork and lives in Madrid. His chapbooks include The Cacti Do Not Move (SurVision Books, 2019) and There Are Twelve Sides to Every Circle (If a Leaf Falls Press, 2021).