Dónall Dempsey Poems

After the break up
she breaks down.

The telephone is mute
...

Your nakedness
encounters my nakedness

the moonlight
...

They never marry.

Live their lives
as lovers
...

Out of the eye socket
of a sheep’s skeleton

an invisible cricket
...

Our kisses
eager for our lips

to create
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The noise
tore the quiet

as if the night
...

Nuns sheppard
their flock
...

I looked
in the kitchen

the place where
...

You stand
in the lion’s mouth

like an X
...

He was Troy...her toy boy
and she was his queen Helen.

'Is this the face that munched a thousand chips? '
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