there’s still 3 dimensional class to it all

she leaves you angry in the moment
a mike hammer moment
where justice
is slammed up against the wall.
there is nothing
kewl said
no quiet bogart stance


it’s chinaware breaking and
jaws breaking
it’s running out into the hall,
the apt neighbours opening
their doors in a flush


running out into the night

ready to track it all down
this  mystery she creates.
solve it
with a bravado and style
of a western pioneer
living in a concrete valley

bogart doesn’t live in this body
no tipped down hat
or taste of a cigarette to
deflect the moment
before closing the door gently
and giving a wink

it’s pure rage
one dimensional thinking

and the job is still


About Crazy Irishman

Touted as a working man's poet, Martin Durkin has been writing professionally for the last 12 years. He has appeared in over twenty anthologies across North America, including, "And left a place to stand on", a collection of poems and essays about the late great Al Purdy. Durkin has also published two collections of poetry, "Hypnotic Childhood", and "The Sound of Quish". Over the past 4 years, Durkin has been on hiatus for the most part but has recently come back to the poetry scene creating a poetry site called, where in the past year he has written over 100 poems and created a cross over page on where he gives a story behind each of the pieces written. View all posts by Crazy Irishman

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