It’s Sunday dinner and I’m in the queue,
already bloated after a pint or two.
The queue moves forward and I’m finally here!
I think I’m gonna make myself sick, I fear!
With five types of spuds and four kinds of meat
I’m gonna get bloated right down to my feet!
I load up on sprouts and Yorkshire puds too.
I paid good money for this, so I think I’ll have two.
The plate’s ready to break so I head for my table,
but it’s so ******* heavy that I’m barely able!
Huffing and puffing, I get to my chair
and don’t waste a second; just dive right in there!
I eat and I eat, ‘till I think I could burst,
but I’ve gotta keep going and get my money’s worth.
I stuff myself silly, and I’m SO full of food!
Oh, ****! Need the toilet! But I don’t think I can move!

It’s Sunday dinner and I’m in the queue,
already bloated after a pint or two.
The queue moves forward and I’m finally here!
I think I’m gonna make myself sick, I fear!
With five types of spuds and four kinds of meat
I’m gonna get bloated right down to my feet!
I load up on sprouts and Yorkshire puds too.
I paid good money for this, so I think I’ll have two.
The plate’s ready to break so I head for my table,
but it’s so ******* heavy that I’m barely able!
Huffing and puffing, I get to my chair
and don’t waste a second; just dive right in there!
I eat and I eat, ‘till I think I could burst,
but I’ve gotta keep going and get my money’s worth.
I stuff myself silly, and I’m SO full of food!
Oh, ****! Need the toilet! But I don’t think I can move!

Corpses in the carvery,
mouths watering with glee,
children running up and down,
one big happy family.
Daddy's having eisbein,
and mommas having roast,
there are innards on the burgers
and flesh smeared on the toast.

The smell of death hangs in the air,
it goes nice with the wine,
the music makes so elegant
the massacre they dine.
They stuff their bellies heavy,
the fat sits in their throats,
they're happy that they came again,
they grab their murdered coats.

A ring of futility

The patience game is not for the faint heart

Watching them tear your confidence apart,

Pulling the flesh from your backbone

Creaks give way to breaking

Shattering of nerves

Plucking away the feathers of hope

Bare naked and goosepimpled

The carvery lays waiting

An unceremonious carving

Beligerant twisted barbs of lies

They think they have power

They think the can destroy me

I almost thought they could too,

But as they say reputation is king

And mine speaks flesh to my bones

I pick the scales off one by one

Their pious deception no match

for my holy inception

A twisted fork tongue lays deep in its own rotted flesh

How the snakehole swallows it's own creator

Writhing in contorted panic as it's own truth flashes in its eyes

I may well be torn down every shred of pride

Only to rise a new and free from their serpentry

While they taste the bitter poison in their own sad tales

They never had real faith

And mine was never afraid of being tested

They forgot the sage old saying

Death trampling on death

Arise Tabitha and sin is no more

And nor is the serpent whom devours its self.

You crop up in my dreams so much
that lately
I think I might still be in love with you.

It's been nearly two years
since I've kissed you.
It never worked, it was doomed from the gun.

You drove me *******
crazy. Your hands
were forever blackened with oil.

I'm making things of myself,
discarded home like old receipts.
I haven't been back in a while now.

You must have known that I'd leave.
I love words and you loathe them.
You'll be married soon, I think.

I'm sick for the days in the sun on the beach.
The familiarity of your skin,
your boring bravado, your gentle talk.

I miss kissing you in the dark.
I'm so far removed from the bog—
trekking the streets of Dublin with big dreams.

'Twas far from ambition we were reared.
Big city girl in the smallest pond,
where the fish all slept with eachother.

Slicker. Full of ideas.
All I want is a carvery dinner.
To sit in a souped up car at night

at Ross, off, but the heating on,
old blankets tucked up and
watch the waves lap

over and back
over and back.