Tag: dublin
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Starspawn
Sick from but not of drinking Sick from and of thinking I’m sinking pints in a dockside bar Fog-shrouded far harbour Between loud sips of lager tales regales us Of his sea-borne, sea born Father The man I am named after He points up to a beam in the rafters Hangs a portrait of a…
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Garden Foxes
Early just this morning I woke from sleep to see A fox stole from my garden the skull of a sheep Perhaps to Hamlet over, returned it to their keep A trench-veined garden allotment up the street In April and May, all night they scream and screech With child or for a mate, the fox…
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Crust Punk Scene
Thinking back to my days as a crust punk It was cans everyday before I smoked skunk Looking back can’t imagine what she thought, mum I smoked, screamed, pierced myself and battered drums All my mates over all the time doing what they couldn’t At home, always people explored shadows they normally wouldn’t Around me,…
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Do You Think Anyone Noticed?
You’re back and everything I lacked in your absence snaps back like a bent twig Or a thumb-racked elastic band Captain Beefheart’s Magic Band wrote my backing track, penned my heart song Dying is quick and the living’s long, my heart is quickening like a marching throng Whistling Martian songs conquering shellfalls approaching the battle…
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Accruing Connections (Weigh Me Down For The River)
Those you hold near and dear have you in chokeholds Bound in bronze chains tied to thick staves in postholes Whoever told you you know what a writer knows Either hated you, or it was a troll joke Nothing to say, words mired in throat during force choke.
Alchemisland 