‘An Interrogation of the Semicolon’ by Féilim James

What the literal fuck do you do do you mean superfluous superfluous how does that word exist outside of its own description I know we had a recession but for a lot of people that meant less channels on TV I’m sounding like a Marxist I’m not I just need an outlet to let out this hyperventilation of the sunken soul superfluous superfluity went for a little walk along the road along the road that moocow once upon a time

When someone loves someone else
But won’t

Is that where we put the semicolon?


(An earlier version of this poem appeared in Icarus – view here.)

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