HOMEMADE: LEITRIM

New Alphabet

For Clea

Listening to forgotten music,

that was never discovered,

In my own authentic club of life.

While the toxins of burning paint,

fill the empty spaces,

For to create heat is still a need.

I am surrounded by moments,

that become momentous for other people,

As life is only truly lived when felt.

An anniversary has passed,

As another light bulb blows,

I drink absinth almost every night.

It is said my friends are catalysts,

for change and some not,

I continue to refuse to salsa dance during the end times.

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Some exercises to keep warm in a building

Cracked lips and not quite flu's,

Sticking my tongue out,

For hot water and honey,

But later saved by the ginger lady,

Cancelled vet appointment,

For newly indoor cat,

No need for money in the egg economy,

Finally digging ditches,

Of the draining variety,

In the land of synchronicity,

Old wardrobes make good firewood,

The end of damp comes but slowly.

Cosy only at night,

Fires from last years wet fence posts and

Old pieces of door

The gloss paint flaking from its

Rusted hinge and nail studded surface

Since the first frost,

A graveyard now where a herb garden was

A dead peasant provides a meal for a hungry cat,

My only constant companion

Old furniture and chains

provide an unlikely income stream

Free to air satellite channels a welcome diversion

Enough oil in my lamp and

More time than is strictly necessary.

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Political map only, Leitrim also stretches into parts of Roscommon.  

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