Francis Bacon ‘The Waste Land’ and ‘Head IV’ words by Mark O’ Faolain
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Suddenly, I came to, my fingers forged across my face,
Holding my head flooding waste land through the blur,
Then I saw your tears suspended like black pearls,
Standing ardently staring and pleading,
full of shame and fear,
Troubled and Torn…
shakesn and scars
Full of shame and fear:
the threats were real,
leaving to exact revenge,
of what lies beneath the lies.
Love is the devil.
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