I go you go we all go to Sligo

Been away fecked my ankle rubbernecking worse history sandy dunes loose rocks saw this heard that the lack of something was everything Bull in the field rights of way corncraked corn heatwave seashore the land of hearts desire ruins myths legends smoke mirrors and mist long found relatives lost in graveyards the house gone people gone memories whatever you make them the old ways bad memories bad cess nudists iron edged voices monuments art beyond the river WB still does little for me in a book or under bare B. Bulben's head tuna melt chips and latte €7 never made the pint in Lauras traipsed the hobbled cobbles mohican lead us Artrasna bound the last stop before then the bridge before the railway before we left the lodger burnt down that time creaking bones hinges damp walls saw the bullet fly in my minds eye full circle at the beginning was the end St Colmans mullingar ancient boulders lost kings left rings neath Knocknarea homeward battled the ham sandwiches at Curlews pass Boyle limped across taking photo