Bathing Suit

Her Skin Like Knotted Tree
Trunks Hung
Dripping Over The Door
Her Mother's Voice In The Distance
Forms A Puddle On The Floor

CK

Shallowend

Newlywed,
Running A Trail
Back To His Parents
She Is Watching Him
Sour, Not Turning
Yet

Weighting,
The Smell
Of Peeled Oranges
On Her Raisin Fingers
Plucking His Bare
Heel

Attention,
You And I
Lay Upon The Finger
You've Yet To Inspect
Pointing, Coming
Of Age

CK

A Three Day Party

Gouging At A Light,
Red, Head
They Tipi

Glasses Of Milk
Emptied Out,
Sticking To The Sides

Scooped Back Into Her Mouth
To Be Swallowed
Wholesome

Slide
Down The Bannister
To Kids

Waiting,
Clapping,
For One Another.

CK

Mouth

Dirtied,

Folded,

Like A Napkin On His Lap

CK

The Callus Of Braces

Just A Second,
And You Confuse, Me With Him
And I Live

Off That Look,
At The Very Least, Until The End
Of This Shift

CK

The Legend Of Bagger Vance

She Is Broken

Only When Caught In A Certain Light

In A Sleep Unbroken

By A Repeating DVD Menu At Night

CK

God Share My Tummy Ache

The Holiness Of Horses In Water
Is Wasted And Hung
Like A Screw In The Bottom
Of My Boot

Something I Learned Watching Crows
Or Rooks
Whichever Has The Roving Eyes Of People,
I Always Confuse Them

And Frozen Looks From Them
Fill My Stomach
With Already Dirty Nail Clippings
Shit, Did I Leave The Baby In Or On The Dryer?

CK

On Our School Trip Alpha Kissed Omega

Bus Driver,
Can You Turn Off The Lights
For We Are Six Miles From Her Home

Aisle Walk Because Our Surnames Start
At Different Ends Of
The Alphabet

CK

Fragment #67

Each Letter Calms Me
'Fallout Shelter' And I Walk
To My Nearest School

CK

Gary

Him In A Wheel Chair
Shoes Marked The Hall Lino
Emptying The Nurse Station
And An Old Man
Not Sick
Farts Laughing

And He Knew How To Play Pool
Without The Change My Mother Had Left
Our Parents Met And Asked What I Was In For
But I Don't Remember And Neither Could They

CK

Dream River

I Let You Sleep To The Front Door
Because I Really Am A Lucky Man

Halo Climb Your Body Inside
Without Waking, The Gutters Overran

With Me, Not Waiting For My Sleep
I Hope Once More To Gather Marianne

CK

When The Kids Come Of Age

She's Luna Motherfucker
You're All Galaxy And Star
Seasand On Your Brow

Have Your Heart, Eaten Too
Spoken Words And A River Divides
Washing You And Your Concubines

CK

Workload

I Walk Streets
Kicking The Rows
To Look Disturbed
So My Father
And His Before Me
Thinks I Have Listened

And Not Looked At Heather
Too Closely
Or Waded Barefoot
In Bogholes
And Felt Their Hand Grab,
Pulling Me In

CK

Willowbed

Wait
The Roof Is Folding Itself
Insideout

And Mixing
Our Out Of Date Bodies To
Concrete

She's Mostly Paste
From Turning Too Many Times In Her
Sleep

CK

Everyone Forgets About Callisto But Me

One
My Bed Smells Human Again
For I Owe Words
That I've Used Up
And Handed To Someone Else
Hating Waste

Two
My Bed Still Smells Human
She Lacked A History
That Wasn't Family
Six Years Since, My Ninth,
Politely Exchanged

Three
My Bed Smells Too Human
Fresh Paco Rabanne
Minus His Eye Contact
Clashing Hands More Welcomed
Than Thighs

Four
I Have Washed The Sheets
And A Girl Stands Still
Hanging There At Night
I Don't Start With Z Anymore
I Am

Five
And I Am Bigger Than You
Moving In Different
Circles, Roman, Renamed
And I Am Still Forced To Remember
Your Name

CK

Pass Me The Thatcher Tape

You Say 'Assume'
And What It Makes Us Both,
I Stifled Whatever You Said With Lips

I Root Through Bins During State Funerals
Strewing Empty Bags Around Campus,
Stop. I Can Only Play Love Through VCR

Let Me Unmute Your New Ex's Passion
I Am A Jabroni Not An Ass
Like You Assumed

CK

Easter Island Heads And Where Is Mesopotamia?

Crane Arms Cross And Jesus Walks
Into A Pub, And Manhole Covers
With 'Near God' Written On Them.

Virgin Doors Only And Heat
Off Buses And The Damp
Of Bubble Makers And I...

A Cancer That Never Reared Its Head
Because I Tapped Wood After Its Name.
The Scariest Thing Is That I Would Keep On Living

And All The Other Things Left In The Attic
You Can Wait For Me To Pass
Living Weeks Until Somebody Enters The Room

A Warmth In My Hand
A Duck's Breast That My Father Shot
And Handed To Me

CK

Quarry

Myxomatosis And A Tyre Track
Noticing Every Tennis Ball In Every Hedge
A Soft Lump And Freshly Cut Grass Is All I Smell

CK

Moon

Fuck The Curvature Of The Earth
I Landed Without Any Dust In My Boots

There Was A Parade Because
I Didn't Squish You Between My Fingers

CK

Fragment #66

Asian Drinking One
Unsettled Pint, Oversized
Doc's Keep Him On Ground

CK

Fragment #65

Next Bus Forgotten
Reconstructed Verses Keep
Tasting Of Chicken

CK

I Swim Ocean

I Became Overgrown In The Cinema Toilet

Being The First One To See That Tattoo.

Rest Two Fingers On My Chest To Match You

And Later Scratch The Ink Off Of My Body

And Picked My Scabs From Your Knees

Saying Pleases That Leave Minutes After Me.

I Once Remembered A Drunk Love Sober

Like One Of Them Kisses That Comes

With A Mouthful Of Pool Water

You've Swallowed.

CK

Drunk Derek Is Afraid So He Leaves Reno There

My Face And Roof Are In The Toilet,

I Want To Be Somewhere I Have Never Been

And All That Was Said Of Beauty 

Fell From That Man Who Remained On That Floor Yet

Eighty Year Olds Are The Only Thing To Make Me Cry 

Because I Had Watched It With Friends 

And Wanted To Be A Man Some Day, A Falling One

Drink Another Beer And Watch Ricky Gervais

And You Thought Reno 911 Was Bad

CK

The Teenagers Fucked My American Cunt

Clouds By Contrails
We Were American Kids
Moving Off The Bonnet,
We Let The Sun Skin Us
Layer By Layer

Colored Like Candles
Our Bones Drove Us Home
Falling Between Seats,
Excavators Find Us Ditched
Laid Like Lips

CK

Soil Sun #2

It's Still Under Nails
The Neighbours Got No Gifts That Year Either

A Dialtone, Father's Voice
I Turn Six, Their Stephen's Day Nineteen-Forty-Two

I Feel My Eyes Unpried,
"Fuck The Candles She Knows How Old She Is"

CK

Soil Sun #1

When The Time Comes
Let The Rest Of Me Drown In Unnamed Waters

No Cupping Of Hands
Or I'll Think Of You As One Of The Young Nurses

Can You Just Reach
Out, Saying The Snow Is Not Quite Falling Yet?

CK

Queen-sized Willow Bed

Wait
The Roof Is Folding Itself
Insideout

And Mixing
Our Out Of Date Body Fluids To
Concrete

She's Mostly Paste
From Turning Too Many Times In Her
Sleep

CK

Bastards

I Forgot How To Human
After Hearing Some Shit Themselves
My Half Is Halfed Again

Bursting With Blood
Waiting For It To Trickle Her Toes
And Stain Sheets

Jack, An Over-slid Drink
That Is Caught Just Before The Floor
Either Way I Am Shit-faced

Why Is He Still Crying
Why Are We In My Parents Bed
And Who's Is The Blood?

CK

Fuck Your Being Late For School, Stop The Summer

-Tick-

Do You Remember Bernard's Watch
And How It Could Stop Time
Its All I Remember

These No School Nights, We Think About It Way Too Often
Still I'm A Boy In Y-Fronts Being Sent To Bed.
Jesus, Have I Washed The Lipstick Off My Cheek.
I Guess I'll Say I Remember Your Name, Not Her's.

But I Don't Remember, When Was I Last This Awkward.
She's Just Pale Cooked Flesh, I'm A Nose Buried In Her Back.

We Are A Single Kiss So We Could Sleep.

-Tock-

Saying What Is A Night If It Is Not Something. You,
Blonde Demi Moore For More Than A Second, Pulling Curtains
Something About Your 90's Panties In 80's Nurse Pants.

Mornings, You Think About It Way Too Often, Now I Do Too

But Here, A Bird That Is A Broken Lawnmower Starts.

There Is Moving Boxes Of Empty Glass, Place To Place.

Moving Out, In Strange Sun With Two Heavily Pregnant Dogs

Its All I Remember
And How I Couldn't Stop Time
Do You Remember Bernard's Watch?

-I Think About That Way Too Often, Mine Just Ticks Too Loud-

CK

My Other Mothers Had Sweaty Hands

My First Mother Had Powder Soft Hands
And That's All The People Will Let Me Remember
There Was More But There's Now More Than Years Between Us

My Last Mother Had Sandpaper Hands
And Clothes That Only Went As Far At 18 Months
So She Stood Rubbing A Baby Bump Into The Top Of My Head

CK

A Low Anthem

This Hunger Is Passing...
This Death/Love/Life Is Passing...
And Washing Us Anew.

CK

4AM Malteser Run

I Don't Believe In Ghosts
And I Don't Believe In Coincidence
But An Ex-girlfriend Is Lying In The Middle Of The Road

Drunk, Call Up To Me, Singing
'Love Is A Metronome'
And I Will Always Think Of You
Ain't That A Kind Of Childhood
Where You Cry In The Shower,
And Forget To Take Off The Socks

We Wore On The Road Yet
You're Still Making Me Out On The Carpet
Feeding Me Lines That Are Enough For The Both Of Us

With The Paint Between Your Legs
Asking Me To Brace The Sides
As It Hastens The Fall
And I Repeat, Once More
'I'm Crazy About You, Baby'
What Ever That Could Mean

I Don't Believe In Ghosts
And I Don't Believe In Coincidence
But An Ex-girlfriend Found Me Lying In The Middle Of The Road

CK

Camus

There In The Bends And Cracks
Of What You Said
I Pretend To Find Mention Of Me
And Not Of Him

CK

A History In Love

'I Want To Be With You
And The Anchorage Your Heart Provides'
And Then My Jaw Divides
Take Your Shoes Off Before You Climb Inside

CK

Call The Midwife/She's Much Older Than Me

You Were Born In The 80's

So A Note Left Me To Sleep

Unkempt And A School Teacher,

Probably

I Dated A Girl With Your Name

And I Am Sure I Told You Too

Misplacing You With My Wallet Is

True

I've Never Been Called Handsome

But You Ask Who Claims To Be

You Are Two Memories Of My Mother,

Probably 

I've Just Remembered Her Face

Saying It's Only A Few Years To You

Some How The Sleep We Shared Was

Untrue 

CK

Can't Feel It In The Car Door

Sheets Dull In Lost Skin
And Turgid Tongues
To Dampen Pillow Cases

Motion Sickness Texts
From A Distance
Asking Numbers And Names

Hung With Biology At Nine
No Foil Corners
And Wiped With Toilet Tissue

Until A Housemate Watches
Last Night's Tapes
In The Middle Of The Day

Replying Collections Are Soon,
Once Backseats Are Full
And To Wait, Kerbing Yourself

CK

Bottle Rock

It Girl And Sand In Her Hair
And The Time Between Sleep
I Remember You're Name Without Saying  It

Sun Stuck The Water's Edge
And Balcony, Sleep Behind Me
I Feel It Is 4 In The Morning But It Never  Is

Broken Glass On The Bed
French Spoken In The Corner
I Went Off, Lucky, And Am Afraid To Say  Love

CK

Bitten Pillow

Our Hands Are Rough
So They Pull Apart
But Then Again
I've Been Men
For Awhile Now

When Pain Kicks In
Married In Piss,
B-Lining The Toilets
And I Converge
With Wet Denim

Taste In Mouth
And Shooting Stars
On The Stall Floor
Missing The Bowl
And I Spit On The Rim

CK

Fragment #64

'What's Wrong With You, Kid'
I'm Two And Learning To Speak
'Anything' I Guess

CK

A Sickening

It's Detachment,

Bearing Weights,

And Empty Chairs,

Being Mention In Repeated Prayers.

CK

Summer Snow/What Mercy Killing?

-Her-

Don't Make Sense.
It's A Bank Holiday Weekend.
Brian Friel's Niece


Mark Her, Mark Me,
Mark Charlie Too But I'm No Christ
And Neither Is He

'Footfalls, Hangovers...'
It's Just The Bad Machinery
Of The Night


-You-

It's All 'Dodge'
You Taught Me That Word
I've Used It Twice


When Crucifixed
'I Have Something To Tell You'
And Its Never Good


'Remember...'
Remember What I Said About History?
Forget It

CK

Hacksaw/The Only Indian In The Discoteck

'Shit'
The Wise Man Said 'You Can't Beat History'
Full Stops And All, Whatever That Means
Shouting It At One Of Those Glittery Indians
'Jesus, Remember I Like Birds Too'

And Maybe More If The Bouncers Would Let Me
But It's Corinthians And Workman's Who
Keep Asking 'Have I Ever Teased A Cock'
Or Renewed The Gum They've Chewed

I'm Asking Punjab Here 'Where You From Originally'
Or Basically Because We All Brood Here
Feeling Wrong Loving Hawks, Saints And Nepal
'Your Quotes Are Lyric To A Katy Perry Song
Full Stops And All'
Shit.

CK

Melt Me With The Snow/My Name Is Not Charlie

She Said 'Oh, That's A Question Mark'
Lines And Fucking On The Sink
She Leaves A Breathmark On The Mirror
And Writes 'I Make It Snow Sometimes'

Rory Was Something That Following Spring
But Found Her Footfalls At My Feet
Remembering We Joked About Leftovers
After Licking The Plate Clean

He Said 'Oh, That's An Exclamation Mark'
The Difference Rory Said To Me
Is Feeling It Now And Tomorrow Crying
'Melt Mark, Melt With The Snow And Me'

CK

My W.W.

My Dad Is A Good Drunk Driver
So We Never Leave Lights On

Whispering To Door Jams
About Toast On The Ceiling
And A Pizza On The Roof

A Lasting Fumble Of A Lighter
And A Missing Dog Out On The Lawn

Shouting Quiet As He Can
'I'm A Man Of Faith Healing'
Burnt Collars Are The Proof

CK

Fragment #63

Said With A Smile
'Why Does I Win Mean You Lose?'
When You Know I Won

CK

Barehands Hidden In The Leaves

I'm Followed Up The Canal,
Four Cross The Lock,
One Watched From The Wall
And Collected A Zip Lock

Further Up Ducks Are Tumbling,
A Young Woman Swinging
Arms Because She's All Alone
And She Shouldn't Be Alone

An Alsation Shits On The Walk
And We Stand And Walk
And Bend, Flicking It To The Water
And Washes A Hand In The Water

CK

Commuter

Station Yellow On My Toes,
A Train Of People I Fucked
Some, And Some More Than Others

I Remember Lows
And How Loving Sucked,
Some More Than Others

My Chest Slows
More Abrupt
Than Others

Don't
Get
Off

CK

Fragment #62

Asleep Before You,
That Nightlight Is A Lighthouse,
Someone Must Keep Us

CK

Come, Sleep, Come, Dream...

Cake Me In The Corner Of Your Eye
So I'm There When You Awake
And Other Gay Shit I'm Afraid To Say

For Example, No Swearing During,
Only You Unmaking Me On The Sheets
And I Might Bring You Close Again

Whispering I'll Gather You With The Wind
That Comes Across The Water
Of The Third Floor Of This Single Bed

Making The Wetspots Of Morning
And Don't Wipe Me On Your Sheets
Because I'll Still Be Here Tonight

At Work, Asking Your Name Again
But I Just Heard The Sleep In The Corner Of Your Eye

CK

I Wish I Had AIDS

I've Been Sneezing
All Day, Reminding Me
My Nose Was Running

The First Time
And Bleeding The Last
And Hasn't Stopped Since

Throwing You
Against Walls To Make Up
For It And Toilets

Crying And Cleaning
And Saying 'Yeah, Yeah
I Know What Pain Is'

He Did Take You Home
But Don't Forget He's Still Kissing
My Blood Off Your Lips

CK

Stargazing/Black Dress

Can You Sit Here And Eat The Sugar With Me
While I Shake The Stars
And We'll See What Falls Out

Debris And Blood Has Been Making Trails,
Far From Me To Bring You There
Without Some Kissing In The Parking Lot

Saying 'You're Just Flared Nostrils And Pale
Skin Flamed And Fire And Flares
And Hot, Hot It's So Damn Hot'

Yet The Inhaled Perfume And Dust Disagree
Making The Air Far Thinner As You Redress
Your Knot Tied Waist Skinning Me Cheap

Burning Tidy Flakes Off Of Me
But Keeps Us Together Upon Your Hem
You Say 'Just Shake The Stars And Then Go To Sleep'

CK

Strictly No Smoking In This Room

'I Swear This Is My Last Packet'
She Says
Just A Night Of Unattractive Girls
Not Women
Them Sleeping Together Without Me
Until I've Packed
For The Night, Coming Before She's Begun
The Tipping Stage

Their Ashtrays
Would Have Known This Way Back Then
For Yes
She Watched You Sleep, In A Different Way
Than Movies
With A Stagnant News Feed By Your Head
And A Guilt
Of A Kind When You Awake To This

Just A Day Of Unattractive Girls
Not Women
Them Sleeping Together Without Me
Unpacked
On Hotel Beds And Spilt Like Two In One
Through Luggage
'I Swear This Is My Last Packet'
She Said

CK

Sugar Mt. Woods

We Can Hear Them
Asking "Do You Want To Be On Your Knees For This?"
And Drops In Our Palms
From Thrashing On Their Pins
And They Ask Us To Return With The Light Of Their Evening In Our Hands

We Still Hear Them
Breathing A Half Pack Of Majors Over Us, Coughing Words
Spit Slips Between Fingers
And Sticks To The Others Shoes
Yet They Ask Us To Return With The Light Of Their Evening In Our Hands

We Only Hear Them
Freezing The Tall And Malleable Skin Trail That Leads Us Away
The Notion Of A Nosebleed
Speeds Us Across Broken Branches
They're Behind Us, Shouting Return With The Light Of Their Evening In Our Hands

I Only Hear Them
Unfollowing Footsteps And Sounds And Disused Schoolbags
Filled With Maps Of Palm Lines
I Start Off Beneth One Of The Staples
Wondering Where And When On The Way Had My Hands Stopped Carrying The Light

CK

Broombridge Station

I Am Much Too Old A Girl
To Make A Home And Fort
From Some Palates
And The Warehouse Walls

Until A Child's Face Comes
Between The Last
Two Seats Of A Stalled Train

Her Malleable Skin On Glass
Is All But Gone
By The Times He Has Returned

Probley Swaying In There,
Older With No Hands
The Piss Escaping In Turns

Now She Leaves Me In His Arms
And I'm Sit On A Wall
Waiting To Be Kissed Goodbye

A Tag Hangs Off The Father's Shirt
While The Conductor
Nods At Me To Jump The Fence
As I've Missed The Last Train

CK

The Lyrebird In Parnell Square

These Cake Cutters Pull Faces
Cutting Away The Babies From The Emergency Exits
And Places Smelling Of Sanitizer

I Now Burn The Cookies In Hunger
Leaving Us To Dip Fingers In Last Night's Curry Pots
Wondering Do Others Bodb As Well

With The Smell Of Drink Lying In Work Clothes
He's After Wrestling The Swans Back Into The Liffey For Me
Saying Our Hi-vis Love Will Be Seen In The Day

And Carrys Us Both Into The Canal
The Last Thing Is The Surface Breaking With The Noise Of A Bird
A Lyrechild I Can Only Guess

CK

Fragment #61

Who Is Glad The Girl
You Love Don't Love, Me Or Else
I Won't Be Here

CK