in the quiet noise

is there life through death?
standing here
in a room

young and beautiful

while coffins fill in the walls
and the hallway is a whispering nothingness

does the soul detect where it stands
and repel voices that speak
the skin whispering to the blood

‘we must leave – while our body and our mind still knows it exists’

does this body compete
with the hereafter in the here-now
do you stand in your youthfulness and contemplate the future?

forget such dark things
stand here defiant – suitless – bathed
and suck in the death

breath out the life

so the here after may prepare
knowing life after death
will be beaten and continue

your bodied-life-soul
passes on


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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