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No Maggot Lonely

from Death Waits II: The Writers by Art Schop

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Pined for by Lucia Joyce, daughter of James Joyce—his employer—Samuel Beckett was perhaps an odd target of romantic fascination. But perhaps not. In the words of Harold Pinter: “He’s not fucking me about, he’s not leading me up any garden path, he’s not slipping me a wink, he’s not flogging me a remedy or a path or a revelation or a basinful of breadcrumbs, he’s not selling me anything I don’t want to buy — he doesn’t give a bollock whether I buy or not — he hasn’t got his hand over his heart. Well, I’ll buy his goods, hook, line and sinker, because he leaves no stone unturned and no maggot lonely.”

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now you see me, now you don’t now you’ll love me, now you won’t
indifferent past the time to vote and that’s alright with me
in the absence, things I think hear them wither, watch them stink
wordless as they blink and blink no lonely maggot me
drew all his muster up, buttoned to the gore
in my mother’s lung I lie patient as I am
hemmed & nascent, brother’s by sister’s in her pram
fair, fair dissembler, carrot for your jaw (no maggot lonely)
you have cut me, you have skewered me through
you have, you have you
(he had only one flaw, it was hard work getting him to say anything)
never enter, never leave burrowed deep, bereft of seed
left within what can’t impede one gone and one to be
what nibbles now, you’ve gone then and me
never, never will I (no maggot lonely)

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from Death Waits II: The Writers, released March 12, 2019

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Contemporary rock that's "a mixture of Murder Ballads, Songs from a Room, and Hunky Dory."

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