nothing else matters but the submission process


leave the dishes in the sink
let the cups collect in the truck


let the flies grow from the blue box
leave the clothes on the floor before the wash


you dumb bastard

nothing else in life matters more than this
right now

leave the grass to grow into fields
let the shrub brush take over


let and leave

get tense when your lover enters the room
they should know better


leave and let

and when you step outside
be proud of the mess


and when you step outside
be ready for the words to follow you

like a lost


only wanting


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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