Ruairi Fallon McGuigan

Fentanyl Dreams & Pills for Breakfast

Alone, a boat on a beach.
You can’t have it and if i can’t have it, no one can.

Abandoned, fluid rises and is sucked out from between its broken ribs.
Stripped away over time.
Tides rise and fall like lungs beneath your chest.
Ribs Surround you like a cage and mum keeps on calling it prison, how does it feel to be back there.
Six hours cycles as the accordion plays in the background.

Alone, Arms Raised up out of the sand like a toppled crab, searching for something but what.
Eleven day or years with nothing but your own mind.
The accordion drones on.
How do you feel in there with your own memories, it’s hard to tell what memories are anymore.
 

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Biography

 

Ruairi Fallon Mc Guigan’s (1993 Belfast) paintings, prints and objects combine memories, architectural desires, the domestic and his cultural background. Fictional spaces are constructed and distorted in order to convey insight into his political and domestic existence.

© 2019 by Northern Ireland Mental Health Arts Festival. Website by What Elephant. Artwork by Conor Barbour. 

Registered with the Charity Commission for Northern Ireland. Number 103013