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VRL Thonger

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I'll write a poem every day, might be tiny but it'll be complete.


I'm a hunchback, he says, I've a weird centre of gravity

as he heaves himself onto the barstool, wincing

some days everything's painful, like today

he pulls out a handful of blisterpacks

to swig with his beer, laughs and shrugs

Crusaders v Lions in the background

the knock and clunk at pool tables

dim lighting and misplaced spots

throwing the band into silhouette

 – when he was up earlier, growling his verses

backed by massive Beefheart-crunking rhythms

this silver-haired flailing bear owned the stage

at McMorrissey's Irish Bar, drunks yelling outside

beat poetry was alive and kicking and Ian Dury never died.


Day 21 Sonnet for a jazz poet

Part of last night's music/poetry event: Shane Hollands and his band, Freaky Meat.