Poetry Blogs (repression)
Paul Sayer on A false call to the police but they were not caught out (23 minutes ago)
Come the moment
They are released
Or remain contained
More so repressed
All that matters is
You feel relief
No more pain
Thursday 25th January 2018 1:03 pm
Do you have colour in your cheeks?
Do you go to sleep remembering what you seek?
Do you recall what it was like to be corporeal,
or does it not feel like that at all?
Do you wake to find your pillow wet at night?
Do you see the wolves congregating under moonlight,
and howl at your own stupidity for staying inside?
Do you stare at the files on your desk each weekday
Sunday 6th March 2016 6:48 pm