Dónall Dempsey Poems

The wallpaper
is fed up.

The sofa is saddened.
...

Like
wow
&
how!
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Every day
a new word

...left.
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'Henry the Eight had five wifes and a headmistress! '

'Churchill is that dog that can't sing and sells insurance on the telly! '
...

The simple act
of saying
...

I lie
amongst the dead

both of us
...

As we hit
the coast

the landscape
...

Her perfume
assaults me

slinks across
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The moon
casting off her clouds

steps naked
...

Dig up
the corpse of a clock

come alive
...