their common hem

gustav and kerouac
knitted patterns past the square
and hiding in the
naked womb

give me the colours or your sweet embrace
the woman you hide

in music of the stereo glued to ear
in the brush of perfect body language

give me the yellow and the orange
the off beat touch of speed slowed down

a drink between the two
a rye or a scotch
a glass a goblet
of wine
and then one too many

go back to the stereo
to the easel
and tell me more of what you see

the hidden darkness in the bright light
the lines the lines

klimt and jack

play the generation
escape the museum
and let me find you again in the wild

on the street.


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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