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    Miracles Become Monsters
    Miracles Become Monsters
    Miracles Become Monsters
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    Miracles Become Monsters

    By Dominic Kirwan

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    “‘Send me your miracles and your monsters. Send me your plucked-out eyes and the pungent perfume of your spent loins. Hold me in the jaws of your slavering mouse…’ We look at the same words and see such different things, but within this collection we see the same intricate ideas Kirwan is known for, the same dark passion

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherDebbie Lee
    Release dateOct 5, 2018
    ISBN9781760416218
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      Miracles Become Monsters - Dominic Kirwan

      Miracles Become Monsters

      Miracles Become Monsters

      Dominic Kirwan

      Ginninderra Press

      Miracles Become Monsters

      ISBN 978 1 76041 621 8

      Copyright © text Dominic Kirwan 2018

      Cover painting: Zipper De Do Da, an original work by Dominic Kirwan

      All rights reserved. No part of this ebook may be reproduced, distributed or transmitted in any form or by any means without the prior written permission of the copyright holder. Requests for permission should be sent to the publisher at the address below.

      First published 2018 by

      Ginninderra Press

      PO Box 3461 Port Adelaide SA 5015

      www.ginninderrapress.com.au

      Contents

      Miracles

      Monsters

      A gargantuan thank you to my two favourite poets:

      Leonie Halstrom and Peter Gate. You are two of the most original writers I have ever had the pleasure to call friends. The boundless creativity and beautiful fearlessness of both of you, and the very original approaches you have to your poetry leave me gobsmacked and inspired every time we meet up.

      A special thank you to my friends Andrew Coote and Sally Harbison. You both read every line I write. Your honest feedback is tempered with kindness, vigorous intelligence and heart. You help me to be a better writer.

      Thank you to my wonderful sister Bridget Kirwan for her tireless creative assistance with the cover.

      So lock up your daughter

      Lock up your wife

      Lock up your back door

      And run for your life

      TNT – Bon Scott (1946–1980)

      I’ve got your picture, I've got your picture

      I’d like a million of them all round my cell

      I want a doctor to take your picture

      So I can look at you from inside as well

      No sex, no drugs, no wine, no women

      No fun, no sin, no you

      No wonder it’s dark

      The Vapors (1980)

      Miracles

      Steps

      The First Step

      Is to admit that you don’t have a problem

      Everyone else does

      The Second Step

      Is to wash your hands of everyone you love

      And send them to the gallows

      The Third Step

      Is to steal a Maserati

      And get the fuck out of town

      It doesn’t matter where you’re going

      Just drive

      The Fourth Step

      Is to hold up a bank

      And then burn all their money

      The system is corrupted

      And you’re here to save the day

      The Fifth Step

      Is to break into a brothel

      And free the natives

      Release them back into the wild

      Where they belong

      The Sixth Step

      Is to attend confession

      Admit to the first five steps

      And then strangle the priest

      With your favourite set of rosary beads

      Choke him like a Catholic cock

      Caught crowing

      Snuff out the light at the end of his tunnel

      For promising you

      Unattainable redemption

      The Seventh Step

      Is to drink yourself under the table

      And stay there

      Just so you’ll have somewhere nice to sleep

      In the morning

      When they close up the bar

      The Eighth Step

      Is to deliberately lose at poker

      And give a naïve gambler

      Some schmuck who has never won before

      The keys to your stolen car

      The Ninth Step

      Is to bind and gag a bookstore clerk

      And steal all of their Bibles

      You’ll need them to get into Heaven

      When everything goes wrong

      The Tenth Step

      Is to look yourself in the eye

      And try to recognise the stranger

      Threaten your reflection with violence

      If you have to

      Call the police

      Report your doppelganger

      Identity theft is a serious crime

      And you can always deal

      With the malfunctioning mirror

      Later

      The Eleventh Step

      Is to break up with yourself

      Admit it

      The relationship was going nowhere

      You should at least agree

      To see other people

      And then tightly close your eyes

      The Twelfth Step

      Is to hide

      If you’re reported missing

      People will come looking for you eventually

      It’s a sign of how much they care

      Make sure it’s somewhere dark but obvious

      You don’t want to die of neglect

      In the spotlight

      With a bottle in your hand

      You want to be lost

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