Tag: writer
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Do You Think Anyone Noticed?
You’re back and everything I lacked in your absence snaps back like a bent twig Or a thumb-racked elastic band Captain Beefheart’s Magic Band wrote my backing track, penned my heart song Dying is quick and the living’s long, my heart is quickening like a marching throng Whistling Martian songs conquering shellfalls approaching the battle…
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Stillorgan Summer Summer Summer Summer Sixteen
How long a day seemed Quilt of my memories seams Laserlike flambeau sunbeam Like blended quartz leant marble texture to the hidden vents, tunnels, runnels, ridges, dells and delves, copses and treetops and Cernunnos like a triceratops Lop eared coneys fear goshawks Lop eared coneys feed goshawks Where trees walk rivers talk Glyptodons rank marshes…
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Mrs Dempsey
Speak plain before you, no plans Here because I love my mam I’ll say it with open hands, eyes on palms I gesticulate the psalms She’s open hearted I think I am too, apple never falls farther I’m the child who came after disaster Wild but eventually mild, we have laughter Now but then it…
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What Are Yous Up To?
Luas to the city banter to be had Cluas to the ground getting message from the land Got a message from my lad, phone vibrates in my hand Like someone left a rabbit on, scanned in said he plans but I’ve got plans I’m not confiding Friday night rail riding I hold the railing of…
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I’m Wha’?
Walking around town with chest puffed They called me a poof until I’d had enough, three uppercuts duj duj and dujjjj Junkie who lives in a bush leans right in, inches from mush, got a smoke buuuud? Not even got to beggars bush or shepherd’s bush but my shepherd crooks makes me seek out crooks…
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Love You (Aggressively)
After a steinful she’s shameful and of that shame I’m praiseful, partaking full Smoke so much weed our minds are dull Full of forgotten compliments I sulk and forget what sent me there Impediment to action becomes action, I’m mad I care You are my medicare My bald head’s fair Samson hair You get immune…
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Night Drive Neon Stained Skies
Key to things beyond my ken Obelisk tip is called Ben Ben It represents primordial land Song stage on which Atum stands. Drive what feels like ages Trees instead of walls still cages My life a thousand variations on beiges Need captain’s holiday on a Bejor lakeshore, no room on Risa Always expecting a downpour,…
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Green Cars Kill Ya
Green cars will get you, ask James Dean Skrrrrr before the term existed, kerb he bit it Like a smoke lit big light means soon ash Ten times whiplash his head hangs like heavy fruit dangling on thin twigs Nose pushed in like a pug or a pig His ride carved up the street, trenches…
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Champ Tokes Off A Janky Turbot (Woodford 09)
When I light piffs that’s my beacon lit And Rohan shall answer Ask and get answer Take a chance, be a chancer You take every lump You take a champ toke off my blaster like Greedo who shot after If I had a gat, thank god I don’t, I’d be your master; hear it popping…