Walk Like an Encryption Walk Like an Encryption is a quiet play on movement, perception, and pop culture. The Title The title Walk Like an Encryption carries a subtle, knowing echo of Walk Like an Egyptian. However, the poem immediately heads in the opposite direction. Where the song celebrates spectacle and exaggerated gesture, this poem sharpens its focus. It treats movement as something coded. Something read – and often misread. Here, a walk becomes…
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Rejab Hell no we won’t go… REJAB They tried to make me go to get jabbed I said no no no. As Boostershit hits the fan, then to a man You’ll know know know. For drugs I got no time Without them I’m just fine. They tried to make me go to get jabbed I won’t go go go. They tried to make me go to get jabbed I said no…
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Pied-Piperitis Anti – or pro-social, ”Influencer” effluence be rank; Spilling out of main-sewer “platforms” untreated, raw; Contaminating sapiens’ fresh brain-water with slurry dank; Streamed putrid intelligence-insulting stickyness in craw. Pseudo-authentic cynical fake posed deceitful spiels; “Followers” mere lambs to slaughter, moths to flame. Reels’ appeals to vanity, seductive promises of deals, Name-recognition fame-claims aim to shame, blame. For homophobic racist misogynists, perverted field-day; Hate-impregnating impressionable callow captives. Worst misanthropic facets of…
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Workhouse Cook Trying to keep going as workhouse cook, weak as water, Gone down a lot, witness to every Townland’s famine slaughter. Thin soup they get would hardly wet a blotter in a jotter, By the day, surviving inmates more wizened, faces tauter. For small share of watered down oats from Big Urn, They line up, ragged caps-in-hand, hold out bowls in turn For maybe Last Supper, as with infections stomachs churn….
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Due Diligence For well over a decade around millennium’s turn, ‘Twixt Glenamaddy and Listowel many miles did I burn. At what John Lynch was cooking up in his cranial urn Full of anticipation, rhymes and history to filmically churn. Welcome Clieveragh calls to action I n’eer thought to spurn. His mindful eye for detail, for quality in all we did, Inspired confidence, as from scene to scene we slowly slid. From forgotten…
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Habits Ferment So German Weiss-Bier consuming may be up for re-set? To-do-listed for long… but maybe not just yet? Scarce a threat to health, small indulgence a safe bet, With ”Reinheitsgebot”, what you pay for you get. In-bottle fermented, leaving one quite undemented, Viable price leaving any budget quite undented. From bladder ‘fore bed, contents fully vented, By such small mercies be evenings accented. Hosts of daily rituals faciliate self-regulation; No-one not…
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