Neil Gray Poems

'James Joyce was a pussy' I tell him.

His face reddens,
his blood pressure sour's
...

A piano plays through
the haze of the bar
and no-one seems to
smile around here
...

Drinking at 3 am
in the
Sacred Heart
and Danny
...

'You are un-FUCKING-believable,
you know that? '

The morning after
...

I wear them with pride
the scars on my sins,
...

'Your 'poetry' isn't
for everyone' he said.

'You're right' I said.
...

If you listen
to Nostradamus
then today is the day
that the Anti-Christ
...

I'm a drunk first
and a lover second.

If I'm honest
...

'So I take it you're going to be
there next weekend then? '

She's stood in the kitchen
...