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Eric the Cleric

Her name was May but they called her June. She never missed breakfast so turned up at noon. She kept house for a Cleric with a gruesome face, hairy clusters of warts all over the place, Afflicted with machine-gun, wild doses of sneezes,Which everyone discovered - alas Never ceases, Oh Father, says she - wipingsnots with a towel, your hockersaremaking me loosen my bowels- while buttering soda she ate lumps of corned beef, using the butt of a match to ready her teeth, Ah now, “May June”, t’is the month of July, and the basterin pollen is flying so high , tis wretched I am –withthis curse I am damned. T’would be a release just to die - Put an end to your sighing, leave me in peace with my crying, and oh,is that rashers you’re frying? Rashers me eye, says June with a sigh, and gave him a baleful look, as he slobbered all over his book. He gave it right back, cried alas and alack and unlatched the door from its hook. He reeled round the yard,Like a man who was barred,From innsnear and farred. As…

Flashback

Flashback

I hear her crying in the toilet, this fat woman who says she is my daughter. Sometimes sheburns thepungent stuff that makes my eyes water. Peace, oh blessed peace where have you gone. My lovely dreamgone and I wake again to this. I’ll have corns on my backside from sitting. She is prateing away while I watch condensation trickle into the lip of the sill, catching fragments of it, but the other voices are still there. Banging and clattering in the hall, sticks and wheels, an unholy procession of walking wounded. Sticks and stones may break my bones but words will always hurt me.The woman in white who shouts into my face with a breath that is pure minty tobacco is at the door. They talk about me as if I were not back from the dream, not here at all. When I try to talk the words won’t come. They are pulling me now, pulling me up from the warm darkness and the memories. Nancy D is below swinging on the gate. Oh,you’d a good innings alright.Break yourselves but don’t break the fur…