We watched meteors the entire night. You have to, because the teacher said to.
marry me a poor man
smothering you in nectar’s regular burl
of the seas during dark purple squalls .
what perfect script it could give the gulps
of air keeping us well there . of our lip press
confess tell-all suggest shelter and or storm
our hidden form smeared -edited- re-checked .
bound each to each eating the peach clerkly
quirky in receipt . iou . yom . print be fecked
we can’t be billed for living in each others heads .
1 Corinthians 12:18–26
if religion were like a vagina. i’d ask for a second one, or something near to it. the second one i could dick about with sunday mornings or set aside for special time during the week. i would try my best to be proud of it -the first one- but most likely, not allowed. that’s where the second one might come in handy as an opinion changer.
not sure about having to show it off. camel-toe is not accidental. i saw someones mumbles the other day. felt like shouting -hey lady put your demigod away. it wasn’t advertising, more pushing. but when it comes to vaginas it’s no pushing; no children.
vaginas have a law all of their own. a woman told me, more than once: “the writing is on the wall”. am still trying to figure how she got it up there. if she had a penis it would read bold. i suppose.
the wind it wind
Batten down all hatches warmth rolling in snatches
Bones feeling owned coming in from the cold cajón-ed
Coming in from the cold avoir froid aux pieds Birr
Hope that line was gas oh heating I’ll always always
Love you solid fuel this strangest meter featuring
Such pressure by the by dam Russians willingly lever
Who want to hear the bear shout or shite in the pines
Going Bow Wow ’tis dangerous stuff this huff ‘n puff
Too much snuff not enough sniff clever sure to shed
Some light winding up stiff re-trying riffs sparking
Off rifts where there no cliffs just sheer faces jaysus
Glowing in the burn off hot races well oiled spacers
Re-fusing embraces whistling vapid escapee wasters
Scolded ding ding another round another bill swift
Right past us blast us dashed thus from credit bust
Hard won as well a rent taken this few cent per day
If not mistaken full cosy living room in the hall draft
Bed room well body temp. drop all is relative, chill a bit
But don’t sleep with them home spun sedatives never
Handle what’s ahead of us instead us with suss suss ssss s
Pay as we go in the advance flanks ‘n exterminates toastie
And in case you’re nosey since the start of last fucked over
Or there aborts me and my cohorts have so far spent
Euro in chronological order:
• Payment 1: 130
• Payment 2: 75
• Payment 3: 45
• Payment 4: 50 (coinciding with electricity)
• Payment 5: 120 (its Christmas time)
• Phil Taylor: 180!!!
training
Woke early with the bladder in need
of emptying
farted to see if i was alive a reassuring
act committed
since i can remember when. Lying there
too comfortable
and too lazy to move, but the piss
always wins.
Nothings wrong with colour i pass
colossus like
over the porcelain ignoring what
I’ve read and heard.
Men should pee sitting down
better overall
for the bladder and makes sure
we don’t miss.
I don’t miss. I never miss
even with
the seat down. Taking pride in
my accuracy.
Summer 2007 (four seasons in one day)
The homeless
The hapless
The helpless
The hopeless
The whole mess
The pull through
The lucky few
The me and you
The how to
The scumbag cunts
Cold Fronts Blowing In Off Dublin Bay
The make hay
The whole day
The moolah in the paw
The hoopla
The long shift
The short lift
The publicity stunts
The lack of zest
The roman catholic mess
The ahh bless
Cold fronts blowing in off Dublin Bay
The AKA
The vast array
The lost
The found
The hanging around
The stacked like runts
The messed hair
The damp new pair
The necessary repair
The “see what your man is fucking charging”
Cold fronts blowing in off Dublin Bay
The corrupt politician
The proposition
The propositioned
The lack of opposition
The yes please
The pay freeze
The covered knees mid-riff and breasts (shame really)
The last year was best
The wet lunch inn
The where do you begin
Cold fronts blowing in off Dublin bay
The you shudda been up early like me
The sunrise was amazing
The driving rain
The dull pain
The same wet weekend
The Mac hat and brolly
The wheels right off the trolley
The poor abandoned Molly
The aquaplaning lorry
The smelly duffel coat from 1977
Cold fronts blowing in off Dublin Bay
The circus
The circuit
The taking the biscuit
To heck and risk it
The blink and miss it -that’s the sun son-
The slippery cobbles concrete
The floating debris
The misery the misery the misery
The misery
The think I’ll hit the bunk y’know ignore
Cold fronts blowing in off Dublin Bay
The ecstatic river Liffey
The endless cup of tea
The https://soundcloud.com/user6871443/cup-of-tea
The isobar
The poor cow and farmer
The end is nigh alarmer
The airplane in the sky is out to harm you
The sore arm in countless bars and sure you could refill jars out a windaw
The wishing I was a duck: great weather for me and the flock
The memory of “get out in that, ye are not made of sugar ye won’t melt”
In these cold fronts blowing in off Dublin Bay.
Ballad Of An Altar Boy
I had the time of my life
what i would give to have
it all back again
Amen.
Primary
Was learned this in third class
from Miss Ryan: the sun always
shines
Elections in general
It’s unnerving traveling through town
up-stairs on the bus getting eyeballed
by the righteous. Subsumed the sacred
heart they have knowing right they can
prick a conscience ruin a bus ride reach
the electorate. Newspapers magazines
radio television quick political broadcasts
before/during/after the Angelus then another
On after the news. At full capacity
and still the majority ignore these mediums
hence the placards them blaguards out to get us.
While the windows to our soul let in the thousand
words they make a shite of Bray with their plastic
stares hanging in the air even on the seafront
soiling the sunrise.
ubh Chásca
Were you there when they ganged
up in Gethsemane it was night
all was dark so it seemed
to be a lark when they kissed
but they missed always
a fix
were you there
were you there that day God died
that day the known world cried
is it true that this jesus
a Jew hung on a tree
for me for you we philistines
brought through says they
set free a chosen few
were you there
were you there when they pinned
his hands his feet broke his legs
pierced his side that day
he asphyxiated whilst crucified
were you there
were you there when they laid
him in the grave a living
tomb went missing whole
for three days were you there
were you there when every thing went Pop
as mother earth her Brest leaped
and nothing stopped you see
they had no ticking clock
were you there
were you there when he rose
up from the ground unrecognizable
having trimmed the beard shaved
his head as if never dead
were you there
were you there that day God died
that day the known world cried
scail 