Donal Mahoney Poems

In the waiting room, I squeeze
this old rosary a nun gave me
the day I got back from Iraq.
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Cookies for George,
40 years back from Viet Nam,
are the only payment
the man will accept
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When I get home
things will be the same.
I haven't changed.
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Monsanto still has problems
after the carnage caused
by Agent Orange.
People continue to decay.
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Walking very slowly, ancient Wally's
right behind his ancient Molly who's
stepping down the garden path,
her first time out in weeks,
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It’s pretty simple, really.
The world will end
whether we believe
the Bible is a myth or truth.
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Years ago they came from many places
to study writing at a university
in the middle of America
surrounded by lush corn fields.
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You have the back rent
and come home from work
and find everything in a mountain
out on the lawn with the kids
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She walks the rack of bright frocks
as her husband, an Angus aging,
paws at the carpet behind her.
She wants the right dress
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This evening when I return to the hotel
I see in my pigeonhole
Angela's writing
on a yellow envelope.
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