Dónall Dempsey Poems

Strips
her self

of her clothes
...

As easily
as a child's mobile

my great whale skeleton
...

FLASHER FRIGHT

Flasher...flashes her.
She laughs...sprays him in the face
...

Takes all her building blocks
(she's got a lot)

stacks 'em un-
...

Lucifer hasn't got a soul
to spend.

'God! Everyone's gone good! '
...

From this perspective
my uncle appears so

small
...

I know it was a bit
rash of me

but I...kissed him
...

Through the open window
the rain falls upon the wallpaper
...

Here in this naked
room with only one bare bulb
we kiss...turn green...blue
red...as we make love...neon
...