Dónall Dempsey Poems

Delighted
you undo my tie

then use it to
...

Yesterday came
& left

your leaving
...

Seeing as I am
sleepy

she decides
...

It’s grim up North
chilly on Adrian’s balls.

a rediscovered Roman rubbish
...

The lonely sax
of “Lilly Was Here”

dances us
...

I iron
our sheets

so painstakingly perfect
...

You harm me
with your beauty

and I am glad
...

My hand
tries to tell the paper
...

As usual
the world
is threaded through me
through television
...

(SECONDS BEFORE)

somewhere in 1970 or so
I remember your smile
...