Tag: ireland
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Ask Time and Tide, why?
In my sight vivid dye-excited tribes Waves of soon-dying waves. Water dies to avoid mavenhood’s indignity, only babes and the erased. Born-dying on racing track birth canals, haste of life unallowable: Flower’s change of countenance; Child growing into brother’s trousers, from mousy to accountant. Raging at pace, at step, at incredible haste At words hardly…
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Last example of his genus
Not a gangbanging lad, Frankly don’t understand ’em, fam. When hanged, you’ll all dangle same time, The hangman assures you’re all dropped the same angle; Piss dripping from cooling, hardening ankles. Full of anger but budget constraints straight demand new angles, Reprimanded because I’m sandwiched between new management And campaign veterans with tenure who’re unmanageable.
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NTHNGLSMTTRS
Metallica how nothing else matters Face flattened against glass Marvelling at patterns interstellar craft carved Left for us in a gallery of grass to regard Driving a battered sleek black Skoda Passenger seat sket named Clodagh From Collon near Drogheda in Louth Nicely dressed if you can call that clothed Messy mattress replaced my back…
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REDEYED BOTANY
Met this barrel’s maimed bottom, Made my way back up to the top. Like the spider, Miss Muffet, Tuffet she sat on, all trouble resulting. Botomania, blotto ain’t ya? I see you out there, skulking. I ain’t your saviour, now get; I’m sulking, eyes sunken making Arrangements, pot plants in plant pots for non-pot pot…
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Escaping fate
Black as a phantom’s lacking carapace, a glazed and oily shadow. Like a thrown snowball hurtling fated to burst, eternity unto obscurity. Surety being read future tense hasten towards death; latent deathwant. A friend must recall his debt eventually, releasing the pent; the burnt moth. Freeing oneself from dependents, from dependencies, From the great stupendous…
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