One

I can prove I was born
baptised where they hid Irish Republicans
only the midden’s rats in my life
kept inside a gated pen
they thought I was deaf
a cinema across the street blew in its colours
trains and their coal dust visits
tenement wrecking ball
I got carried away

 

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2 Responses to One

  1. fintaann says:

    Really interesting

    Liked by 1 person

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