We Feel
Some time ago
My skin turned wooden
My feet moulded into one
Foot
I slipped
And smudged the painted grid
On the marble floor
Another time I fell
And did not stop
I rolled right off the board
It was not a conscious decision
To spectate rather than participate
But it happened
As it does to many
Who give up on giving
When you undertake solely seeing
You relinquish being
But not feeli...
Saturday 21st November 2020 7:27 pm
Hamburg Tram
We met in Berlin when the wall was crumbling
Two students amid the chaos of living history
It was like war-time only in reverse
How we lunged at each other was no mystery
Marriage was just a matter of course
Then our careers upset the apple-cart
You went on business back to Berlin and stayed
Leaving me with the kids and a broken heart
You'd altered little but for a fro...
Wednesday 5th August 2020 10:50 am
Paradocs
You are inside me but you are not really in.
I am clenching around you but I am not really close.
Such a paradox.
Saturday 18th January 2020 2:33 am
Brick Wall
I've built a
wall around
myself.
I keep even
my loved ones
out.
They are hurt
and think I
am mad at
them.
No, I just don't
want to bring
them down.
I don't want
to make them
depressed too.
Shirley Smothers
Friday 15th December 2017 5:16 pm
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