Tag: ireland
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Area Seven
Lurid commandments, Fortinbras reactions Fortifying sandbanks to stop seas, plasters for gangrene They are on parade in full array in show of martial force Know now what Mam meant but too late to mention it She’s weeks dead and buried, across firerivers ferried to unmerry walled places – not Derry Street’s last house House number…
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BREKKIE
White pudding burnt black in the frying pan Fuck a diet plan, plan a heart attack at fifty Dirty fry up, fries on the side in a greasy spoon at 9 AM with a Sprite can Dippy eggs and toast that’s crispy No beans extra rasher instead, they’re even frying the bread Grease soaks into…
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Talk French
When we’re talking consignment, big business seeking alignment We parrot like we’re in Paris, which the Seine cuts in half He says a name I cut him off, he says it again I cut the cost Costcutter how I cut costs, sanguinary suds coursing, with my draw-blood boxcutter Did a course in how to become…
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Raised Good
I’m a Prince contending with life on an open road, used to glimmering places I have relations in Limerick, mostly Norman, Father and Uncles are Knights of Glin Vast bay windows signal light in, filtered through satin curtains it has the tallow, marshmallow hue of candlelight It makes the favoured brass candelabra to shine like…
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I Swear I’m Gonna Go This Time
Barely any bread loss but my source is inexhaustible Constables exhausted at my constant posturing, my muffler-free gas guzzler like an unmuzzled attack dog produces raincloud exhaust plumes Fumes poke holes in the ozone layer Tear open a pack of blue John Player tear away goldfoil layer and frisk my too-tight trousers for a lighter…
Alchemisland 