When I was nine
WHEN I WAS NINE Never witnessed such a shocking scene When I was nine That cat My pet Three boys, bad boys, smelled of gasoline Waiting in line With GAT Pellet Pain That Sound Inducing fears Didn’t know that cats could scream Stain On the ground All those years Incredibly vivid whenever I dream
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Live for poetry, think poetry, read poetry, write poetry, think poetry, think poetry, die for poetry (with any luck). Main influences: Joyce, Russell, Heaney, Kavanagh, Fergusson, Sorley, Mandelstam, Camus, Kerouac, Ginsberg, Burroughs, Bukowski,...
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