GALWAY SKETCH TWO [from the vault]

GALWAY SKETCH TWO

Gailimh;

with your slowwaking

raindark roads,

iron skirts pulled down

tight against the night.

you are not halfhospitable,

loosenighted, slowwaking

Gailimh,

eelroaded, eelrivered,

rainhearted Gailimh,

you are no stranger’s place.

DON'T GO THINKING

DON'T GO THINKING

the earth yawns / Bored and disgusted, to do us down

a new

Gordian

knot, a

:;:

wag your

fucking tongue.

we are

all not

:;:

a.