Something I’d tell myself? Don’t jump.
Tag: irish
Sweet Tralee
The soil’s as fresh as honey
The finches choir in the trees
Where the flowers grow
Oh the fuchsia that spring in Tralee
They buried a man with his dog
The son sang the widow a song
They’re crying for peace,
In fields of red and green
Oh, what happened in sweet Tralee?
The Irish still drink in Tralee
Their dogs all chained to the trees
There’s a cold in the breeze,
And the hounds they will freeze
Because the men want a drink in Tralee
The children are out grabbing thorns
They’d be safe to their mothers they swore
But they’re watching their das,
And it’s sure they will catch
The curse of the thirst those men bore
Their nails are soil-free
But the hands that serve us aren’t clean
The oaths are all fake,
It’s the money they take,
Agus na Gaeilge, abash by the sea
Lungs on Fire
Our Lungs Are On Fire
They poured kerosene down our throats
With our mouths pried open
Some died of paraffin poisoning
Some drowned
And for the rest of us
They dropped a lit match
Can you feel your tubes filling with smoke?
Can you feel your inner linings eroding?
Can you taste the charcoal on the back of your tongue?
Coughing up the thick ash – the burned black pieces of our organs?
Our lungs are on fire
And my eyes are burning,
But the tears keep coming
I wish they could do something
Melt the fires away
But the fires stay burning
Carbon Dioxide still churning
We rape our mother
One-by-One, after another
Relentless
And the fires are still burning
The dioxide is still earning
We berate our mother
Us on top, her under
Selfish
I wonder about the birds, circling the forest
Calling their young
Their babies that couldn’t yet fly
Waiting for her return
I wonder how long the bird soars
Until its wings give
She falls onto a low hanging branch
And cries with a raspy caw unusual to hers
She turns her head and sees a familiar stow engulfed in piercing orange
And paces towards a smoldered nest with her roasted children inside
Her lungs are on fire
The anxiety,
Yes it’s hard to breathe
Harder to breathe
When your lungs are on fire
If we aren’t scared,
We are blind
If we aren’t trying
We’re all dying
Our lungs are on fire
How do we sleep
With a fire in our bodies
How do we laugh
With cinders in our teeth
Our lungs are on fire
If they’re burning the land we live off,
The animals we feed from,
The trees we breathe from,
The earth we learn from,
Do you think they won’t burn us too?
Throw us into the fire
Control their empire
Do you think they haven’t already started?
Earth sprinkled with decimated maize crops
No protection from the sun come Summer 2090
The seas rise and makes us move
The temperatures rise, and globally deplete food
Carbon Dioxide – the waste product will leave us the same
And we’ll sail on the river of lava and walk barefoot on burning coal and pretend we haven’t turned Earth into Hell
Take It Slow
I get so tired
Soul ignites
Fingers get hot
Sound gets washed
Summer, time
Blonde divine
Chevrolet
Cruise this way
And
Take it slow,
Slow on me
You know you’ve got no moral line,
Swear you had it out for me,
Take it slow,
Slow on me
Carousel connives with time,
We have caught infinity,
So take it slow
And
Cool down
Cool right down
Hepehastus take the heat we share
Hammer on the anvil
Let me breathe
Taste my dreams
Light by step
Hydro wet
Gren,a,dine
Swift slip stream
Acura
Bashful star
Sugar lime,
Soaking thyme
Ease the rhyme, ease the rhyme
And
Take it slow,
Slow on me
You know you’ve got no moral line,
Swear you had it out for me,
Take it slow,
Slow on me
Carousel connives with time,
We have caught infinity,
So take it slow
Cool down
Cool right down
….
Electrolytes electrify,
By the Burmese ruby gline,
Delectable silver ring shine
…
Feel so young
Sweet and young
….
Summer came to testify,
Springs water and Autumns sky,
Fruited all the parched rhye
….
Take it slow
Coffins Full Of Blood
We tried to love everything and it all died anyway
We didn’t try to run but escaped anyway
Everything not saved was lost
Here we are, there we are, where we are
We tried to curl but we couldn’t bend that way
We didn’t try to curve but got moved that way
Everyone not loved was lost
Be they dead, are we dead, were we dead
Bodies stuck in the sky
Dream catcher
We’re stuck on the ground
Heart snapper
I think my sisters are dead
But my brothers are all good
We dug up all the graves
The coffins full of blood
We sprinted through the streets
We fractured through the forest
And on the highest ground
We watched the end of the world
We decided to run when the night turned red
We had decided to repent, but we were red
All of us woke, the only awake
They can’t get up, they won’t get up, they’re not one of us
We decided to search but we found nothing
We had decided to excurse, but nothing
All of it wasted, dissolving
Apocalypse, Apocalypse, Apocalypse
It’s a blood moon every night
Heart shaped
Our skin glows scarlet
Dream raped
I think my sisters are dead
But my brothers are all good
We dug up all the graves
The coffins full of blood
We sprinted through the streets
We fractured through the forest
And on the highest ground
We watched the end of the world
Everything curmbles as I walk I’ll never be here again
The world I delved into dissipates
The sacrifices I have made
Go to heaven with a smile on your face
I’ll be lost
We know it’s ending it’s ending we know it’s ending feel it ending, it’s ending
Just keep dancing keep dancing it’s ending we’re dancing it’s ending we’re dancing
World is ending and the world is on fire the world is ending trees on fire
It’s the end of the world
Ice-Knife
Tip,
Carve,
Cleaver.
Ice Knife.
Foal Heart.
Wicked swipe.
You pulled out
A piece of glacier.
Ice Knife. You pushed
This piece into my chest
Kept it there until I froze.
Held it there I turned cold. You.
Then you left me on this white cliff.
How can hugs so warm, lips so wet, be ice.
Louder – Break
What I think.
More? Deeper
Into the drink.
You don’t love me.
Your afflcition
Brought me
To the most
Beautiful, most
Devastating place
I have ever been.
You are my Weapon
Of Choice.
People Just Untie Themselves
Lights all lost, this snowdrop cliff,
Heroes gone, awake in the rain,
I have been abandoned, yet again
City below, forgotten feeling of love,
Cathedral where I cannot breathe,
Not safe enough to sleep
Fallen once, fallen twice,
Given up, I’ve Given in,
I should never (have) let you in
Wind, I need you to howl right now
I need to know, I need to hear
I can’t hear with him still in my ear
Just rush at me,
Push me out, knock me in, move me
Pass right through me
I am haunted by happiness
I can never let go of the past
Too much punishment, too fast
Always to be beaten dry,
Always on the end of a fist,
There is no saving me from this
Fallen once, Fallen twice
Given up, I’ve given in
You never (even) wanted in
Wind, I need you to howl right now
I need to know, I need to hear
I can’t hear with him still in my ear
Just rush at me,
Push me out, knock me in, move me
Pass right through me
You said you’d find me if I disappeared
Where am I? Where am I? Where am I?
I told you,
I deserve all the pain I’ve suffered
But I know he lied
I know he changed our position
I know now to always trust intuition
But I can’t help (but) listen
I can’t help it, I miss him
I need you,
I need you,
Wind? I need you
Secret
I have lived my life sick and bloated, full of secrets.
I have carried my bulging stomach, drooling a sloppy green substance from my wet lips.
I have swallowed – while stuffed to my throat – secrets as plenty as a full turkey, trying to bash down my already inside contents with the bones, to make further room for what is to come.
I have lived my life of secrecy, pain and misery alone, sad and untrusting.
And when I finally opened myself up to someone
I became their secret.
