Macbeth
Ross Sutherland

Once the body was split from the head,
which part of the corpse was still called Macbeth?
A gangster is found dissolved in a bath,
where passes his debts? All those breaths
of brickdust inhaled at St Peter’s Basilica
so what, am I blessed? Face like a Bafta,
I once told a man I was turned on by voting booth
curtains. That given half a chance, I’d sex
the box where Schrödinger’s Cat once was
or was not. Maybe I only half-said it in jest.
What’s a guy got to do for an Aztec death?
Kill a dog to go with me. On the form of my flesh,
tick here if you want to remember me.
                                                                             Best,

Ross Sutherland is a poet and theatre-maker from Edinburgh. He was shortlisted for the 2015 Art Foundation Poetry Prize and is a former Times Literary Star of the Year. See Ross perform at Collaborators, Well Versed’s event at the Stoke Newington Literary Festival on June 5. Also featuring Adam Kammerling, Emily Harrison, Tim Wells and Sterling Roswell (Spacemen 3). Full details: http://bit.do/WVatSNLF

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