Tag: dublin
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All Ulysseslessness (A Man For All Ulysseasons)
So many rats tramping in ranks behind me they call me Hamlin When I turn nib devil sparks fly like too many plugs jammed in The line the floor like plaguebearing lino I’m Cain neither lido nor coco, float cheek and get cutthroat When the donetalking are brokenosed my loaf flows bring bros low I’m…
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Eight Hundred Give Or Take
The Irish man, he of the Glen We are bogmade not of Fen To us a tree is a crown, and a road sounds like a cow When you want it done shout anois, they’ll know you want it now Liza’s ladies and her quisling spymasters, lorecrackers and invisible inkers Crossed finger across table winkers…
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Elegy for Lower Orders
Yet elegies for lower orders orbis terrarum great appearing great when kneeling Suddenly grand rising, Easter morning the shelling ships Sackville Street sacking Strangling by redcoats, seething conscripts and worse the hating citizenry spat Constitutions grim the noble sacrificants. Votive selves, teachers poets oath takers Shot firers and by proxy letter burners, ran down ruined…
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SubDublin
A wild hunt rides out tonight Hate is sallied forth Troubles now are here again What did we learn up North? Send them all underground like the Poddle “Send them all back” its backing breaking bottles The ill-thought glow of a public bus in flames Tear chairs out and carry them up the Gaol Execute…
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Riot
A stabbed child leaks excuses Inside them resides the urge, hidden like a demiurge Dublin City like the Purge: it burns it burns it burns Thick necked Gards in riot gear cordoning off O’Connell Street Pallid ghouls selling gear, Bordening off lifespans at O’Connell’s feet Where dark delights meet plain daylights and the junk-blue vein…
Alchemisland 