The Mercy Path - Up at the Knock [ Unpublished ]


Discarded Extracts / Notes.

Up at the Knock
Steve Coel

You isn't different really from everyone else, you's just a bit more intense is what it is.

Up here in the hidden places you's always seen wandering round the velvet lanes, where cold suede banks hide barren stoney fields, and where geese guard tin roof shacks and frightened children.

In windowless buildings, haunted by the black hair of the missing, geese guard woollen hands.

Cars always come from somewhere else not here. Not here, where horses roam wild and beer is drunk and apples are still being grown in secret orchards.


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Steve Coel
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Rust on Cloth / Owl Eye Brown - Steve Coel


Rust on Cloth
Steve Coel

You walks along
striding lengths
of vacant brick
where even today
you never sees
new cars.
And sliding pass
pub windows
that shield
sun and rain
you gets the full
yeasty blast
of damp cloth
and old men
sharing lies
over warm beer
and brown fingers.



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Owl Eye Brown
Steve Coel

With stick on smiles
all owl eye brown
young girls look down
long avenues
of car metal 
gutter full
with wish and dream. As,
in hastily bought clothes
tattered boyfriends
hustle shadow money
from grey figures
in barely lit parks.
This place
is their place,
a simple place
empty of mirth
hope and future.



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Steve Coel
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