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Roses grow where the rivers flow

Do you think so

Well yes

By the bank?

The river bank

Where the crocodile sings


Yeah roar

Not in this country

Or county

Unless one escaped from the zoo

They’d have a long way to crawl

To the Liffey

The scummers would get it

Ah the croc would win

Be hard to win with a crocodile

Or a cross woman

Eyed or nature

Either or

Coffee or tea


Red or white

A big glass


Nah red

Frankie mcgivney random conversation again just to get back into swing of the words

A seat

The bench, old and worn, was cold to the touch through the wool of my trousers


I could see a line of grime etched into the lines beneath her face as she looked up from her can and threw the shortest of dirty looks expertly mingled with a sound mixture of disinterested distain

Sometimes no doesn’t have to be put Into words or perhaps a look is the strongest no

Still and all it’s not a bad day all things considered

The look again this time I noticed a bunch of her hair stuck together with blood or sweat or vomit or whatever sticks hair together when a member of the human fraternity doesn’t get to avail of the washing facilities of a day or even a month

You can go fuck of if you think you getting something out of me I’m no hooker

I’m no punter either

Good cos I’m particular about who I be having the fun with

Me too

Yeah right

Yeah right exactly

Don’t be getting fucking smart you fucker

I just saying I not into hookers

You should be

Ah here

Well the state of you with the head on you and that Gammy eye and you look like your mother picked out the clothes. Is that wool?

Feck sake you’re worst than a commentator on one of them shows

What shows

You know the xfactor bollixology

Here listen don’t be using that kind of language in front of a Lady

Fair enough

And a slow breeze trailed across our path while we both looked on at the city passing by. a quietness in the kaleidoscope of hustle

You know no one talks as they walk

I looked up and listened and watched

Your man over there is talking on his phone

I thought I told you not to be a wise fucker

You only mentioned being a smart one

Whatever. He is on a phone that don’t count

Why not

It just doesn’t


Cos it’s like the mad cunts who talk to themselves it’s not real talking it’s just pretend chitter chatter

I see what you mean

About the phone

No about them not talking they just are all rushing



Have you a light

Have you a fag


Right then

And I saw her eyes were brown when she held the flame

She would have been a beautiful daughter to some Da a long time ago

She held the smoke deep inside, feeling it’s warmth before slowly releasing it back into the world

I better make a move

She nodded and looked back down

I touched her shoulder gently when i stood, the briefest of contacts; she didn’t react, maybe she hadn’t noticed

I walked on with out a word been uttered to a soul, a member once more of the rushing throngs

(C) frankie mcgivney

Just a random story of top of my head I hope it reads okay. The words I love to write

Free writing

A whiskey
With ice?
She’s looking at you
Hard to know
Not really
Why is she blind
She has good taste
And a squint
Her hair is nice
Go talk to her
Do you want to dance with the devil in the pale moon light
Your a bit of a joker
I can be if your bat woman
Sit down soldier
Nice legs
A drink
Sure rum and coke
I write poems
I read some
Yeah sometimes
Durkin, Heaney and kavanagh
He was a miserable fucker
In a majestic way
Let’s go
Where ever the night leads
Typical man
No lets just walk
In the moonlight
By the sea
You are a poet

conversations the escort


Hello baby

I was wondering, I mean I saw your advert

okay sweetie

Are you free now, I could meet you know if you were free

Give me half an hour to get ready baby

How much are you

Well it depends baby

For half an hour and just normal stuff you know, none of that weird stuff, just straight in and out.

Have you ever been with someone like me before baby

Well i have had girlfriends, well kind of.

Okay well its 100 for a half hour

Do you kiss, I mean can i kiss you on the lips

Yeah of course you can.

Okay Where do I go.

I ll text you the directions

Jaysus do you have my number

It came up on the screen when you rang

oh yeah of course , i just nervous should i have a shower

Yeah a shower yeah baby that’s good

Right I see you in half and hour, oh god I may have to call some other time

why baby

I had an accident

are you okay

yeah i just got so excited thinking of you and a shower i had an accident I need to go and clean up


Hello are you there, ah here , not again.


ramblings lets see what happens

her name came up on the screen

i hesitated wondering

hello her sweet voice said

Hi I replied wanting to say something more but failing

how have you been

the same

i miss you

me too, where did you go

just roamed

oh right

where are you now

half way between here and no where

how do i get there

you leave her and thumb naked

its cold outside

it always was383542_10151100916073527_1434783921_n

the phone clicked

she still had the same number as before I could ring back some other time, but now i had to write.