Wire Hunger

Experiment # 468623- Style of Ted Hughes about urban wildlife surviving in industrial environments.

Not forest
Not cover
Just glare and metal breath

A fox cuts through it
low
close
stitched to the edge of things

The ground splinters underfoot
shards catching at tendon
slicks of something chemical
sheen that does not belong to rain

It stops at a spill of waste
heat rising faint
a sour sweetness
something already half taken by air

The mouth works
quick
decisive
not tasting
only sorting

Jaw against resistance
a dry snap
a fibre tear
the body accepts it

Above
lines hum
power running invisible routes
a system that does not register this life

The animal lifts its head

ears tuned to fracture
to shift
to interruption

Nothing comes

No signal
no warning
no permission

Movement resumes

Muscle memory
old as marrow
rewritten here
in harder terms

City’s does not see it

fox remains

symbol NO
story Maybe !

A small exact insistence
moving through what is left

Note: These days I’m pairing my writing with images of my own making( or trying to). It feels right to let the words grow a form, something you can stand in front of as well as read. I hope to exhibit one day, so I’m putting more of myself into the work. You deserve nothing less xx