in the wonder of it all

violence is absolute
purpose serving solitude
beautiful in a moral stripping way
breathing chaos into a quiet mind

the expressionless kind
the job filled
duty kind

punching a clock
drinking a beer
talking nothing about the 8hr shift

while you lay there
in the apartment
semi- conscience

your belongings destroyed
your furniture searched
your body investigated with a flash light

there’s an almost medical feel to it
as though the doctor told you to cover up again

but the work day is through
two men sit on bar stools at McGafferty’s
and they wait on further orders

you lay on the floor
wonder who to call
and who not to tell

lost in the violent wonder of it all…


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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