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Firefly<\/strong><\/p>\n When the world is a firefly We\u2019d never get to fly in the light We were prisoners without a sentence <\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n Matt Duggan<\/strong> is the winner of the Erbacce Prize for Poetry 2015\u00a0 Poems have appeared in The Journal, Graffiti, The Dawntreader, The Seventh Quarry, Prole, I,S,& T, Lunar Poetry Magazine, Tipton Poetry Journal, Apogee Magazine, The Jawline Review, Harbinger Asylum. <\/em>His first full collection Dystopia 38.10<\/em> (Erbacce-Press) is now available.\u00a0http:\/\/mattduggan.webnode.com\/\/ <\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Firefly When the world is a firefly only lighting the way with a fat glowing head for that inch at the top of its tip, it keeps the darkness for those wasted days in queues for postage and coffee cups filled up with bubbling syrups. We\u2019d never get to fly in the light […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":4,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_et_pb_use_builder":"","_et_pb_old_content":"","_et_gb_content_width":"","footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-14866","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-prose-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/14866","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/4"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=14866"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/14866\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":14869,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/14866\/revisions\/14869"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=14866"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=14866"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=14866"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\nonly lighting the way with a fat glowing head
\nfor that inch at the top of its tip,
\nit keeps the darkness for those
\nwasted days in queues for postage and coffee cups
\nfilled up with bubbling syrups.<\/p>\n
\nbanished in grey shades
\nwe had no view of the world;
\nMaking judgements through second hand
\noverheard conversations these twisted impartial lies
\nfilled our breakfast bowls with the illusion of liberty.<\/p>\n
\nnever climbing the eleventh tree for a better view
\nseeing it filled with light devoid of shadow
\nthat has kept us sleeping for all this time;
\nWhen the world is a firefly
\nonly lighting the way for the plutocratic few.<\/span><\/p>\n