Carnival Day
Omagh, Co. Down, Northern Ireland August 15th 1998
Slugs‘Mucous gastropods without shells,
bilious brown and green,
chocolate box black and blue’
slaughtered our delicate shoots
on carnival day in our market town.
Should we execute?
Salt or pellets would do the trick.
They’d liquidate, leaving,
by the morning, a glutinous trail
of silver synovial fluid.
Or perhaps, perhaps we should
not retaliate, but put out
a bowl of beer and let them
make their own arrangements.
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