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Limewash
Was it too much?Do I disgrace this life? There is no wick to meNo saltNo gashNo spittleOr poitín. I am timeblindDesirelessA dishragBoil me. Limpetinvalide.Smash me off the rock where I am clingingand Crush Me. To Purity.To Smithereens. Go Aheadslap me on the wall.I am limewash.Astringent.Chalky. A bleachedbeaconblinding the fishermencome to shore. A beachedcetaceana cadaver cathedral.…
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Scythe
All the world is crabs on the flagstone of my thresholdand the crushing of shells.Some beggars do come to the doorlooking for fights to keep them warm.Some peddle their woes for wisdomOne pulls the loose thread of meuntil I am unravelled and nearly no more. The magpies saunter the roadand tut pityoffer to lay their…
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Famine
Angels feed me feathers without flesh. Do youremember,mother,when I let the cascade of entrailsswing like rubies fromthe hareI foundat a crossroadson a full moon(who I knew, andknew I,was a witch?) Be. Come.Death. Ayetitch on carraigsin waterbrotherI see your veins pumpunder transluscent skinand no longerhungerbut let bloodflow where it goes to. Be.Come.Death. Aye wefamishin the cillínsstones…
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St. Elmo’s Fire
On the bluffin cairn castlesbog dragons laughin smoking stacks White water cracks withthe whips of the dorsel morse of dolphinsetching s.o.s. into the crest of sky There thesea cave is adoorwayto the placeof the ones who areformorianelectric limbedtriplejointedarms and legseyes of black apple seedsand hollow faced. Atop theirworld those whorememberare one creaturemending the fragile.We protstrateas…
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Dignity
On the street at the peaky heroin pulpitthe heretic spat soliloquies of prophecyand bullshitbetween the stars and the stones of the pavementwhile the shadow of his slight frame slipped between the cracks in societythe drone played by the wolftone the only home he ever knew was dangerous. Kiss and kettle comfort long gonethere’s a hole…
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Dolmen
No touchingJust breathingand you can hear what I am thinkingand think that I am speakingwhen really I am quietly beside youalthough we feel like the same being. No talkingJust listeningto papery skins and their sheddingto all the sins in their confessingto the day in her undressingswooning at the moon And we know the moon knows…
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Cairn
I lay downby the rocks of the cairnand loved the blood in my wristsand the water the salt on my skin This body is an altarour body is an altar Am I the dirt?Or am I her daughter? I ask thesummoningthunderto eat mechew me up like clay and berries spit me like pips Starlings from…
Sionnachaí 