Tag: work
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The strength (one day more)
Smasher of Pangea Increate, grant strength To rip myself from bed And claw way to work Panacea, melancholy’s antidote Grail overflowing with serotonin. Something niggling away inside me, ingrown nail Thinking myself a failure, to mockers abeyant Hidden fire, pyre strength alike which London undid, paling That bridge falling down, famously Falling with it, watertaking…
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ABUSIVECOMMUTER
Goons clowning on the Luas Crowded trams I’ll sit the roof Try look aloof with someone’s hoof in your gob Find your little book’s calm, day on the job Not dirty, does someone even have to do it? Wife whatsapps me about house viewings, tell her sure thing but I’ve plenty be-doings Begorrah and begob…
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Cafe Days
The other day I watched a bargirl carrying a precarious pile of ashtrays When returning reverie struck, of my days working in cafes Happy rage equal expansive, rounded chin short of handsome Furtive as a stray yet bold as a peacock, easily led astray I was at that age.
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