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    Where I grew up Dublin city, well southside of it  Pale walls, far outside of it  Once a farm haven now a thriving  Young metropole  Tired of being bold selling metric ton bowls, tired old soul Perhaps earlier we had been pinched misdemeaning  We’d eat Aprile’s chips on the billboard of an evening Above Glenalbyn…

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    Just a little bit of cannabis today  Only takes a hint of canvas to paint

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  • S l a y e r

    Now it’s out Slayer’s life must be lived without doubt A trader in court cases, usually young bowing out No barcodes or labels what I’m slinging out Police scanner, reaching across to grab a hand, yelling “Duck down!” No scanning at checkout, checking out my duckdown, youthful fountain If you wanna show fealty, I’ll get…

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  • Quayside musings

    A portly pillar of spilled teeth moonlight ensorcelled the crane-tattooed water Overhead, impossible butter light from brotherless stars snuffed out in antient time Without as much as a snarl, yet every night they are restarted from death Love and oblivion twinned in the wind-worn idol of Astarte In the lane abutting, cardboard alight in a…

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  • Habit sticker

    Lonely, smoking bones in lanes with dozy menaces Three days without sleeping, pores seeping out haze Bright lightful bringer of flame, crew a light brigade from Tennyson’s pages Seeing hues of changing seasons in the splayed canopy of greenest St. Stephen’s They come and I’ve got it, they gum it to feel iconic, that’s the…

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