Gold RISO - Deer Friend

A shiny gold risograph print on A4 black card (my best guess it's like 160gsm)
21cm x 29.7cm
Featured in the zine "Lies for children and their kind" with the accompanying poem:

Dear little friend
I confide in thee
Meet me every Sunday
Under th’willow tree

Listen to my secrets
Tell me some of yours
I won’t tell another
if you won’t, of course

Woe betide your hunter
He’d better shoot me dead
I’d wreak bloody vengeance
I’d take his bloody head

I’d take his bloody bones
I’d take his bloody eyes
I’d take his blood in pay
For my dear friend’s life

I wouldn’t waste a drop
I’d keep it in a bowl
I’d warm it in the sun
I’d find your wounded hole

Many little mouthfuls
My lips a cheerful red
I’d kiss into your flesh
Return the life you bled

Breast to breast, I’d warm thee
I’d teach your heart to beat
I’d whisper back your secrets
I’d wait to feel your heat.

Your secret song I’d sing thee
The one only we’ve heard
That night you didst restore me
I remembered every word

I’d leave you on the altar
Where both we’ve lain before
I’ll meet you here next Sunday
Can’t wait to tell you more.

Alex e Clark 2023