Slow to commit any form of crime
Faithfully deported to suitable lodgings
Hunting heads of the conscientous consumed
Matching like to like, as a jigsaw.
Not a race, therefore not racist. What I would give
For a standard textbook to judge others by!
Forget the stereotypes, bleached to the root
Vainglorious in circumstance tempers the cold.
Coat drenched on another’s chair
Dancing in time to a foreign clap
Eating meat, prayer, upon, consuming
With a wounded conscience looming small.
The days lenghten by degrees.
Controlled fasting becames the determined.
Determined in eyes of the god of hosts
Killing as if we make an educated mistake.
Picking the chicks in a submerged ballroom
Where no light can escape, cross upon back
A journey towards salvation, a criminal’s death
Singing towards home, oblivious to danger.
Not my will, but yours. Killing the solution
If you’re not part of the problem, so what?
Green on red colours the recidivist spirit
An acreage of beauty redeemed for others.
Patricia Walsh was born and raised in the parish of Mourneabbey, Co Cork, Ireland. To date, she has published one novel, titled The Quest for Lost Eire, in 2014, and has published one collection of poetry, titled Continuity Errors, with Lapwing Publications in 2010. She has since been published in a variety of print and online journals. These include: The Lake; Seventh Quarry Press; Marble Journal; New Binary Press; Stanzas; Crossways; Ygdrasil; Seventh Quarry; The Fractured Nuance; Revival Magazine; Ink Sweat and Tears; Drunk Monkeys; Hesterglock Press; Linnet’s Wing, Narrator International, The Galway Review; Poethead and The Evening Echo.