Francis Curran

Down Patrick-Northern Ireland
Francis Curran
Down Patrick-Northern Ireland
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(c) Dead Horse

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A sore seat's pedal on a sweltering road
That only time ever passed through.
And us on the banter of flowering girls
And the anticipation of a rare dead horse.

No other lads had seen it,
But it was there-

Gripped in the frenzy of grass the dead horse lay.
It's raging eyes, stitched on the stillness of sun.
In torrent of flies, hell bent on the crackle of skin,
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