by Mícheál Ó Briain
basil melanoma
I love mom tattoo
skies of southern brabant
sons of southern brabant
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and I’m sailing on a neighbour’s cigarette smoke
all things people never ask for
I’m no boat if you catch my drift
in the big shade of a blooming sweet chestnut drinking small energy drinks
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country songs and wine make me sad and don’t get me started on that Hulk Hogan documentary
and we watched it together and you laughed at the line about being fucked by a giant
a line of poetry so good you wish you never heard it
not like this line this line is so bad you wish you never heard it
a quest for happiness that is so miserable it cripples any attempts at its goal
no one is safe in the heartbreak of country music, sunsets and wine
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