Manhattan

The circus notes of fields ,

I have read of the Hotel Chelsea , Fine ,

By the intricate beat of tablets rouse ,

An engendered contort of some cardinal sorts ,

Sip , incite

Through the stem

Lilac is born

From loins ,

The function is twisted vines

In the liberty sultry bust

Aloof as air is hung ,

Leverages of spectators ,

Valediction ,

Manhattan come home.

Darren Lynch aged 24 from Dublin , Ireland is a poet who for the last three years has been immersed in the Irish spoken word scene. Having a background in music , poetry emerged over the last few years as his main focus. Darren has numerous publications and is currently writing his first collection of poems. Instagram @darrrenlynch