North
in the north east corner
of the island beyond
the other island
lurks a town
called Belfast
where men and women
make children and
fight and go to church
why I am here is
inexplicable
except for the obvious
explanation that
I am one of them
I am one of them because
some of them
get out
housing estate against the hill
says run
dream bullets in the chest
Larne Stranrar
windy forgot my passport
looking at the sea
there and back
on deck
I can only be one of them
when I get out