Old Dun Laoghaire Road - (Translation)

From Cuaderno de Belfast - Dublín

Truth be told
I'd rather lie to you
and every word I misspell out
would rip off blood from my gums
to stem
the lie from your lips.

Truth be told
I'd rather fool you
and every syllable I swallow back
would tear apart the flesh from my tongue
to fill
the empty cleft in my palate.

Truth be told
I'd rather conceal you
and every letter I contradict
would sweep along the saliva from my mouth
to seal off
the truth in my poem.


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