Stir Crazy in Arnotts

The old man with riotous scabs on his boiled head
stood up and stirred and stirred at his empty frothing cup
muttering threateningly before seizing up
and dropping down again in a heap

His fellow shoppers sensing the danger
would someone not call the manager?
formed a barricade of empty seats
but the mad rattle of him could not be beat
not even by the music blasting all dis...
BUMP BUMP BUMP BUMP BUMP
BABBERABBABUMP
...course

Thronging the disco escalator
like pent up sheep
but they had to be quick
because someone else might just
and the man shot up again and walked willy nilly
pointing at a woman remonstrating with a sales rep
screaming it was 50%
but 30% was what she got and his scabs moved to another table

Scowl and stamp she did spreading panic to the bodily able
whilst a melee fought like pigs at the checkout swill
and sure wasn’t he gassing on with himself?

The bargain hunters paused their pursuit to stare and denounce him
with feeling in the basket case of their hearts

Then the man approached me frenziedly, as I knew he would, crying

Will you not take this cup from me?

This is the cup of my blood and everlasting covenant
From which nobody will drink
So I must think for them

That they might be forgiven
For they know not what they do




@ Paul Larkin



Anottts Dublin - Nollaig na mBan 2011

 

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