…of consumption creeps in, drips from the side of the moon that doesn’t sleep. A faucet with fangs cannot be turned off. From Alligator: by A. J. Huffman.
Syria today – tomorrow
That human nebulous experience among the rubble
As everyday as the football gossip or the markets rise and fall
Empires in their being rise and fall. Not even walls hold firm
The world is fighting its own bill of rights. In every tiny corner
Once, here was a great and glorious pulsating heathing metropolis.
The city will rise again from the blood permeated in the earth
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Jonathan Beale has numerous poems published over 50 journals around the world. His work can be found in such books as ‘Drowning’ and ‘The Poet as Sociopath’ (Scar publications). His first collection of poetry ‘The Destinations of Raxiera’ is published by Hammer & Anvil. http://www.amazon.co.uk/Destinations-Raxiera-Jonathan-Beale-ebook/dp/B018F6GWQ6/ref=sr_1_1?s=digital-text&ie=UTF8&qid=1452199641&sr=1-1&keywords=jonathan+beale
His second volume is looking for a publisher and he is currently working on his third volume. And is included in Macabristas d’Honneur.
His work has recently been published in Anti Heroin Chic, Dissident Voices, Red Fez, Sheepshead Review, Aphelion, Linnets Wing, aaduna, Horror Sleaze Trash, et al. He studied Philosophy and lives in Surrey.
I am not a silent poet 
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