Tag: irish
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Confrontation you should avoid
Out in the lane pissing Some pox bottle diss me Out my glaive, send him grave Or blacken eye with my shilleagh Sin é. Sin, eh? Tell me where and when Drop a cenobite’s head in my whatsapp Tell me you’re not scared, that’s a fat cap In your flatcap, with your whiskey flask In…
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Telling paramours tomorrow’s battle plans
Hoi polloi cider-joyed and kingringed lordlings eiderdowned Cavorting under one roof, hearthfires zenith to a point A bored portal around which scrawl Esculent-redolent miasms lingering like kicked dogs Spasming phantasms in Caesar seizures Grog, groping, the mind fogging. Yawning eyes to awning’s eaves attention pay Adam’s eyes to Eve, morning of the sixth day Night…
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Canvas, palimpsest of self
Mind a Hockney, paint drip dropped Sold, pocket few bob But not, alas, popular Hocking loogies after bonging Daytime to deireadh seachtaine I have a sweet tooth that’s green My barra seacláide a green shock Elysian crop Hungarians grow in Dunshaughlin Shotgun grief, a formality, at the grave of one unequal.
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Tenement Child
No minging SIPTU yet Buildings in situ since age knows who Cén aois thú? Since poulaine boots sought thingmote justice, since ringforts. Cornmarket in view, take left to but never take a Liberty Homeless wretch jellied gums in climes gelid stitchless atishoos Cold knotting around filth-berotted neck a firmly noose Got pox in Monto knocking…
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St. Stephen, no wren friend
Somewhere in Dublin a frigid forecourt in storm North King Street worming behind Four Courts Wet catchyourdeath chill alright, oldtown silhouette Later belching towers’ll smoulder there, giant cigarettes Nearby St. Stephen’s lazaret Outside which stabbed faction fighters are left after a decent Donnybrook Melee broke out, two villages a single scrimmage Such blood spillage a…
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