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They weren’t there

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at that moment

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or the moments that lead

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up to it

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they weren’t there

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when the air got thick

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with that energy

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when our words

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cut each other

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and the jeers

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from others

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in the background

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almost seemed choreographed

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like a chorus against me

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even the seating was all wrong

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like it was all staged

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perfectly positioned

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if it was chess

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it would be an attack

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the four knights variation

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the Vienna maybe

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it was definitely bait

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it all looks different on paper

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so one dimensional

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one sided even

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when they said it like that

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with those educated voices

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you had to be there

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in the moment

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to understand my perspective

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I sound insane now

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but at the time

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I felt the only sane one there

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you can’t judge us

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you weren’t there

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when the colours

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changed

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above peoples heads

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so many dancing

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vibrant

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dangerous

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colours.

Declan Geraghty is a writer and poet from Dublin. He has previously been featured in the époque press ‘Ecstasy’ themed é-zine and has a short story in Lumpen London Journal issue 11.
 

He’s had poetry published in Shanghai Poetry Lab, Militant Thistles and the Brown Envelope Book. He has recently won a mentorship with Words Ireland and their national mentoring programme for new writers.

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Of the poem featured here, Declan states:

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‘Menace is something that we encounter in different forms, it can be violent, psychological or passive aggressive. I think people who commit menacing acts have a complete lack of self awareness, and they themselves portray themselves as victims rather than aggressors. Some people see themselves as the good guys, but in reality they are really the bad ones. In general I believe narcissistic tendencies can turn a person completely blind to everyday social situations and surroundings.

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‘This poem is from the perspective of the accused, and not the victim. It is set in a courtroom as they look back on their crime, doing everything to convince themselves that they were in the right. The idea of menace to me is not just one of an aggressive looming presence, but one of narcissism, delusion and stupidity.’

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