A collection of poems and short stories, from a long time ago and from today. Some are light hearted, others are more serious, some are simply extracts from larger pieces of ficiton I am writing.
Friday, 7 October 2016
21/09 These Are
These are the days of
Murderous intent
Don't give me hope
When I
See none
You'll
Be surprised
How undermined I can be
Underwhelmed
Forgotten
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