The Friday Poem: ‘Slow Motion’ by Hannah Patterson

The Friday Poem: ‘Slow Motion’ by Hannah Patterson

A new poem by Hannah Patterson. Slow motion I have to go to the arms dealer and hand him my legs I have to bind the legs with a piece of twine before handing them over and then I have to say, mighty fine day, isn’t it? because arms dealers inevitably make me think of america america is fucked I have to catch up I have to delay delay delay I have to endure I have to find a different way to find the rock at the centre of my life I have to grow I h…