Me and jack together

DS Maolalai

decanting white wine
for our walk in beer
bottles, we sip along casually
as dusk cools the street.
the dust of long evenings
falls on long
sunburned avenues
like red leaves
in autumn,
making everything age.

aodhain is with julie-anne,
and me and jack together,
remarking the road
as it mimics our legs. and beer cans
which jack gathers, drunken
and rambling
about how this
is his neighbourhood
now – it’s disgraceful,
the litter.

back in his garden
the barbecue cools
with the sunset
and pulls in a scatter
of flies and then bats. bottles
abandoned and green
as the grass. burgers
uneaten, made fleshy-
brown sickness and hockey-
puck tough.

DS Maolalai has been nominated eight times for Best of the Net and five times for the Pushcart Prize. His poetry has been released in two collections, “Love is Breaking Plates in the Garden” (Encircle Press, 2016) and “Sad Havoc Among the Birds” (Turas Press, 2019)

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